I wrote the following lines at Waikiki in 1962.  They were partly inspired
by a poem in Peter Buck's "Vikings of the sunrise."

Before these winds we must sail,
and before these seas toil,
Until at last
our long canoes we beach
on the shores of Bacian,
never more to roam.

Through these sheets of rain,
past this swirling foam,
Until at last
Our long canoes lie hidden
to the lee of Halmaheira,
never more to roam.

Beneath the lowering skies ahead,
across the heaving swell below,
our long canoes must swiftly slice,
beyond the shores of Morotai,
never more to roam.

On these long canoes must race,
beyond this ocean's shimmering face,
Till there,
in twilight silence,
Bibinoi looms;
and on the bay of Songa
drift our long canoes,
never more to roam.