Midnight On……..

  As the Island slept, I, the Moai, looked on and stood guard atop my Ahu platform from Midnight on. The Moon my sister imperceptibly traversed the deep shadowy pools of the Sky’s Nighttime adornment. Sister Moon’s glacial Spirit was heavy yet somehow aloft in the Void, arcing, arcing, glowing, softening. And somewhere the Almighty…

Musings of a Moai

     Out of nothing emerges something bold: the Moai. The density of my stone façade and eyebrow’s fold mean business, as does my clockwork mind musing both on the minutiae and also the capacious matters of all the known and unknown universe. Listen now and listen well, for the Musings of a Moai will cast…