From above, it seems a world long lost, A green-carved crown at history’s cost. A crater deep, a scar of flame, Half a million years, yet still the same.
One eruption, one fierce breath, From fiery birth to silent rest. Now trails of wonder wind the land, Where ocean, sky, and mountain stand.
Tourists climb, and stories stay, Where nature carved her grand display. Not just creation, but memory’s thread, Etched in the earth— Diamond Head.
Isaiah 26:4 (KJV) “Trust ye in the Lord for ever: for in the Lord Jehovah is everlasting strength.”