Echoes on Easter Island


 

“Echoes on Easter Island”

The silence of the clouds go rushing by
*across the treeless island’s bare terrain
where statues, mute, sit quiet in their clime
to worship, chant yet no one hears their claim.

Signs of their age show in the icon’s scowl
as muscles strain to move their burden forth.
Men grunt and stretch to transfer giant haul
with logs from trees that roll their statues north.

These silent men speak of that heaven’s hold.
Their antique voices echo from the past.
Harmonic crowd of aliens foretold
a tale of man’s redemption come at last.

They wail! These mighty icons pitch and lean
as mesmerized, they view their layered world;
their nights a holographic, starstruck scene.
What secret dreams had Rapa Nui hurled?

Now drop two stones in silent-surfaced pond
both circles formed may intermingle; die.
Below the surface, interference bonds
as man, whose spirit has the wings to fly.

That wisdom lies beneath the spreading wave;
encircles sound yet soul is not enslaved

*They say the islanders cut down all the trees on Easter Island so they could move their giant, carved heads to specific locations. They must have been waiting for rescue from another planet as the statues were placed strategically, on the island, as a kind of welcome sign for those coming from outer space to recognize their island as the place to land! The patterns set up on the island look like a kind of airport being readied for visitors from outer space. Reminds me of a modern-day movie,”Close Encounters of the Third Kind.”

 

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