Leaning Into the Rainbow

Leaning Into the Rainbow

Every weekday morning, I walk to the wallbuilt as a railroad crossing. I am no expert at measurements,but it stands perhaps sixty feet tall. Stone by stone,placed on this rocky ocean outcropping. And every morning for days now,the rainbow appearsas if rising from the...
On the Wing

On the Wing

Watching pigeons slip in and outof tiny holes in the lava wall,railroad trestle built during sugarcane days,now a footpath. I wonder what keeps them here,a place of returning, again and again,like the homing pigeons I raisedas a kid. What do they find to eatin this...
Another Face

Another Face

Off in the distance,at the horizon,the south side of Maui islandlooms in the late afternoon haze. A rainbow layers itself there,as though it had wings. Suddenly I better understandthe ancient imaginingof angels. Nearer our own Kohala shoreline,a large chunk of lava...
Eclipse

Eclipse

Drunk on the moon, the sky, the ground.Thank God this is my only addiction. Sitting on the ground in the dark earth, hacking away at an impossible forest of ti roots,roots that had once anchored the plants in profusion. These were started back in plantation days,when...
White Tip

White Tip

We meet on the trail, now and again. Both swimmers as well as walkers,though the ocean does not call me,has not now for years. The coral is bleached white.Water temperature uncomfortably hot. He speaks of a time when he swamout by that point.I have swum there as...
Wholly Holy

Wholly Holy

The gift completes itself in the giving. I’m sitting here on the wall tracking them,observing, watching them cavortand circle out in the turquoise blue waters. I radiate all the love in my heart,all my appreciation. They are magnificent.They always leave me...