Little Star…
i live deep in the pacific
far from the rest of the world
actually the furtherest distance from any other land mass besides the moon
i’m over four thousand miles from okinawa japan
two thousand four hundred and seventy nine from california
flora aromas waft through the thick salty climate
plumeria, hibiscus, trumpets
and mango...
a two lane country road separates mauka and makai
wiggling along the edge
cut from necessity
an older time
rainbow farms
sunshine palaces
and coffee sommeliers dot the hill side
a story book life
big blue spills into all horizons
giants build in the distance
waves barrel unforgiving
somersaulting into the volcanic coast
pushing and pulling
anything and everything in path
sometimes warm and gentle
others brute and cold
royal
sky
indigo
Icelandic pale
even turquoise
a plethora of cool tones
my very own “blue period”
but the stars...
i’m a sucker for stars
its almost an addiction
a bad habit i’ll never break
they’re different here
“twinkle twinkle little star” means nothing
until you step foot on this island
they dance through the night
without a care in the world
shining the brightest i’ve ever seen
i watch long enough
my neck starts to kink
like moth to flame
i’m drawn nearer and closer
from the sea upward
fourteen thousand feet
like tides to the moon
i have little choice in the matter
i wonder if those stars know how spectacular they are...
dancing bright
stealing my nights away
minutes to hours
weekends to months
sleepless but never tired
i cling to clear night skies
and when storms weather
i seek higher ground
plead to pele
rough my feet
criss cross gulches and valleys
ascend the five masters
just to feel the warmth of their shine
to taste the sweetness of their glow
but i know,
i know they pay a price
shining that bright is no accident
years and years of darkness
lightyears of cosmic space separates each one
a human lifetime
impossible to obtain
and where warmth and sadness meets
my sore eyes settle
true beauty never ask
only speaks
twisting and shouting
moving from the heart
carrying my breath away every night
waxing never waning