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Night fisherman and the tides whisper secrets

In the quiet embrace of twilight.... 

the night fisherman stands at the edge of eternity. 

His silhouette, etched against the horizon, merges with the fading hues of day. 

The sea, a vast canvas of indigo and obsidian, cradles his hopes and memories.

His fishing rod, an ancient wand, dances with purpose.

Each cast is a prayer to the moon, a plea for bounty from the depths. 

The waves, like whispered confidantes, lap at his ankles, 

sharing tales of lost ships, forgotten lovers, and the mysteries hidden beneath the surface.

The stars, celestial lanterns, guide his hands. 

He tugs gently, coaxing secrets from the abyss. 

Silver-scaled creatures emerge—a delicate ballet of survival and surrender. 

Their eyes, like polished stones, reflect the constellations above.

And there, in that liminal space between day and night, 

the night fisherman becomes a bridge. 

His heart, a compass, points toward the infinite. 

He gathers stardust in his palms, 

weaving it into stories for the moon to hear.

As the last ember of sunset fades, he casts again, 

releasing his dreams into the salt-kissed air. 

The sea inhales, exhales—a cosmic sigh. 

And the night fisherman, a solitary poet, 

continues his silent communion with the universe.

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Reflections on the Important Things

1. Dew-kissed petals bloom, 
   Whispers of eternity,  
   Silent truths unfold.

2. Rippling pond mirrors,  
   Ancient oaks and fleeting dreams,  
   Life's essence dances.

3. In the fragile glass, 
   Echoes of love and laughter,  
   Moments crystallize.

4. Mountains hold their breath, 
   Cradling secrets of the sky,  
   Weightless wisdom sings.

5. Heartbeats sync with tides, 
   Stars weave constellations bright, 
   Life's tapestry spun.

6.In quiet moonlight, 
   We find solace, purpose, grace,  
   Reflections guide us.

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The twilight, like a gentle lover, wraps the world in a soft embrace.
Its colors blend and bleed, creating a canvas painted with hues of dreams and memories.
Each stroke of dusk is a whispered promise, a secret shared between the fading day and the emerging night.

The moon, that celestial wanderer,
tosses its silver coin across the vast expanse of sky.
It dances with the stars, those ancient companions who listen intently to its murmured confessions.
They exchange cryptic messages, like cosmic postcards, bridging the gap between infinity and our mortal existence.

The ocean, forever restless, is a lover who kisses the shore with salty lips.
Each wave carries a love letter, etching its frothy ink upon the sands.
Seagulls, those winged poets, pirouette on the edge of existence.
Their delicate feathers brush against eternity, leaving traces of flight in the wind.

Mountains stand as stoic guardians, their rugged faces etched by the hands of time.
They hold forgotten tales and whispered legends within their stony hearts. Their peaks reach for the heavens, daring the gods to descend and join their ancient dance.
Earth and sky entwine, and we watch, mere mortals, from below.

And we, like threads in a cosmic loom, weave our fragile stories.
Laughter, tears, and longing blend together, creating verses in the symphony of existence.
Our notes resonate across the expanse, fleeting moments of grace that linger in the memory of the universe.

In this grand tapestry of life, we are both artists and observers,
adding our brushstrokes to the canvas of time.

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UNDER THE COCONUT LEAVES

I dream of wonders,
The wonders of wonderland,
Where I feel lonely
But not less lonely.

He and I, My God,
I feel the dirt
Between my toes
Below my both feet
Ignoring its sweat
Above the ground whispering
“What do you know, about love?”

Did not reply...
Until steps forward
Heard the voice echoed
From distant wind
Mumbling “How have you been
All these years?”... silently forgetting.

With my both arms reached high
I wished to be taken
Or remembered by those
Who have not been named
“Could you at least understand
What I am here for?”
But did not listen… deaf actually.

There is this rain drop
From heaven,
A warm one wetted my cheeks,
Reminding me I am not alone.

The shadows under my reflection,
I can see life.
A Samoa hibiscus blossom
Colorfully on each branch.

A hen lay rested
Under its shady tree,
Did not mind me sitting
Here alone,
As if it did not notice me at all.

I lay down on my back,
My eyes looking at the bluest sky,
Coconut leaves...
Dancing, and singing
Forgotten tunes….
"I wish you were here my pride…
That language, the culture of mine…
Where have you lost away…
By foreign knowledge
Or maybe you just don’t
To remind me how ancient I am?"

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Measina a Samoa

Measina a Samoa
Measina a Samoa, the treasures of Samoa
The language, the culture, the land, the people
The products, the stories, the wisdom, the faith
Measina a Samoa, the gifts of Samoa
Measina a Samoa, the research of Samoa
The resilience, the pandemic, the history, the future
The education, the technology, the policies, the actions
Measina a Samoa, the knowledge of Samoa
Measina a Samoa, the pride of Samoa
The respect, the love, the service, the unity
The traditions, the innovations, the challenges, the opportunities
Measina a Samoa, the identity of Samoa

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Whispers of the Palm

In the whisper of palms,I embark upon a celestial voyage. 
My vessel, woven from the threads of ancestral dreams, glides through cosmic tides. 
Each star above is a breadcrumb, and every constellation a map etched in stardust. 
They guide me back to the heart of the horizon, 
where the sun tenderly kisses the ocean’s cheek, leaving ripples of memory in its wake.

The wind, a master storyteller, weaves ancient tales into my sails.
Its breath carries echoes of ancestors, whispering,
“Child, remember the rhythm of our shores.” 
There, time dances barefoot on coral sands, leaving imprints that stretch across epochs.

I yearn for the fale, its thatched roof a guardian against storms and shadows. Laughter echoes within its walls, like seashells caught in the breeze. 
The fire dances, casting flickering silhouettes on the sand, as if the spirits of old join our twilight feast.

Samoa, you flow through my veins like a compass guiding me across distant seas.
Your mana, your manaia—the essence of nobility—remains imprinted in the rhythm of my heartbeat, in every breath I seize.
I am a voyager returning to your warm embrace, where salt-kissed air cradles my soul.

In this merging of past and present,
I find myself anew. 
Fa’afetai tele, Samoa, for the enduring whispers that bind me—steadfast, pure, and eternal.

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Autumn leaves

falling from the tree's autumn leaves paint the ground a colorful quilt.
crunching underfoot the sound of nostalgia memories of fall
red, orange, and gold a firework display of nature soon to fade away.
raked into a pile children jump and laugh with joy autumn leaves fly high.
the wind carries them like feathers in the breeze autumn leaves depart.

Best Poems Written by Princess Susi Etelagi

Proud To Be Samoa

Ink of the Islands

Night fisherman and the tides whisper secrets

Elements of our souls

Reflections on the Important Things

Endless Beauty

UNDER THE COCONUT LEAVES

Measina a Samoa

Whispers of the Palm

Autumn leaves