You look up and see the green slopes of Haleakala above you, rising to the cloudline...
Turn around, and the warm water and powdery beach sand are there for your relaxation; there is always an island in sight:
Maui, you live in my heart...
"If you cry because the sun has left your life, your tears will prevent you from seeing the stars." - Tagore
"Let me face westward while my sun goes down." - Edith Wharton
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