KIPU'KA

Kipu'ka -c-1996, mahaksadasa

I walked on the a'a, my feet were so scarred.
Pahoehoe is so smooth, but the face is rock hard.
Lava is cool now, but nothing will grow.
The forest is gone to the ocean shore.
You show me Your power, please take me away.
I honor and serve You, please show me the way.
Fiyeh from di mountain split it into two.
The hole in di fiyeh You lead me to.

You feed me, You free me, You ask me to play.
Sri Govinda, Sri Gopala, Oh what can I say.
Hole in di Fiyeh, the refuge You Bring.
Your Holy Names our voices must sing.

Hole in di fiyeh, Kipu'ka, di rain!
The Refuge You give me again and again!

A place to live for those You have spared.
Ground soft as feathers, this Vana (aina) You prepare.
For Your Own, Oh Israel, we can live as the freed.
The fiyeh may be burning, but You've planted Your seed.

You feed me, You free me, You ask me to play.
Sri Govinda, Sri Gopala, Oh what can I say.
Hole in the fiyeh, the refuge You bring.
Your Holy Names our voices must sing.

You grant us Kipu'ka if we live as Your Own.
If we honor Your Word, Your Glory has been shown.
No worry about the fiyeh burning outside.
We can watch Your Volcano, we don't have to ride.

Hole in di fiyeh, kipu'ka, di rain!
The refuge You Give me again and again.