House of the Sun

27 Jul

100 words that will last a lifetime.

This offering is for Friday Fictioneers and is inspired by the photograph below. It is one of my favorite views on the planet and was taken from my office (which has no walls but one hell of a window).

Haleakala means House of the Sun in Hawaiian. Its summit is 10,000 feet above sea level and 28,000 feet above the sea bed of the Alenuihaha Channel that separates the island of Maui from the Big Island. The distance from summit to summit is roughly eighty miles and the clouds in the picture top out around 9,000 feet.

Whenever I see this view I think about distance and beauty and love and I imagine.

Life has me very much behind the curve re comments and replies. I know you all understand, but I still feel the need to apologize. Let me encourage those of you who are equally burdened to comment with a simple smiley face or some such thing. Lots of stories, little time. I know that song well.

And this one, too, a missive from a Captain to the beautiful woman who faithfully tends the Hoaaloha lighthouse on Maui’s northern shore.

House of the  Sun

Clouds wreath Haleakala’s regal shoulders and all is bathed in radiance. In lofty solitude I gaze north and west to the place where my heart wanders when I am alone.

In scenes from a serene Haiku I see your bare feet glide with feline grace through lush green grass. I see your shadow waving. I see us hand in hand at night on a beach. Wind and surf sigh and starscapes glitter in our footsteps.

So very close, yet sundered.

From salient to salient on unwavering beams of pure intent I send love and hope for you and yours, always.

White Mountain

(This is the opposite view, looking from Haleakala toward Mauna Kea near dawn.)

21 Responses to “House of the Sun”

  1. Erinleary July 27, 2013 at 4:06 am #

    Full of love and longing, here’s hoping his dreams come true.

    • Erinleary July 27, 2013 at 4:07 am #

      P.S. thank you for the lovely photo this week. It brought back memories for me.

    • dmmacilroy July 27, 2013 at 4:16 am #

      Dear Erin,

      Thanks for reading and commenting. I hope his dreams come true, too. I’m glad the picture brought back memories. Hawaii trip?



  2. kz July 27, 2013 at 6:35 am #

    beautiful and dreamy… just like the photos… they’re truly breathtaking, thanks for sharing it with us.. 🙂

    • dmmacilroy July 27, 2013 at 6:54 am #

      Dear Kz,

      Thanks for taking the time to visit my late entry. I wrote that story at altitude, so perhaps that explains the dreamlike quality.



      • valeriedavies July 27, 2013 at 7:16 am #

        Dear Doug
        I loved your introduction as much as your story. Both poetic.

        You evoked so much in your hundred beautiful words, and the place sounds as idyllic as those early sailors’ accounts of the enchanted islands they discovered.

        I particularly loved your last sentence, its purity and simplicity and commitment. Beautiful…. Valerie

      • dmmacilroy July 27, 2013 at 8:00 am #

        Dearest Valerie,

        I have always told people that I was on my way to Australia in the late 70’s but got stuck in Hawaii. Wanderlust runs deep in me and I may see the southern constellations before long, but there are worse places than Hawaii to get stuck in. Have you ever been here? (You live and write in what I have come to believe is one of the best places left on this planet so I think you know well the magic of tropical and sub-tropical settings like the one I’ve described.) So nice that you are up and about while I work into the night. I get to see your comments right after you write them.

        Thank you for visiting, dear friend.

        Aloha and Kia ora,


      • valeriedavies July 27, 2013 at 8:09 am #

        It’s eight minutes past eight in the evening here, Doug – so what is the time with you?

        Do we have the international date line separating us? I can’t get my head round these arcane regulations !!!

        Yes, I do know about tropical islands from living in Malaya, but here, we are only sub-tropical in the North… the Bay of Islands, which is beautiful. I would think that Hawii was a wonderful place to get stuck in, and far better suited to your temperament that tough Aussie! with love, Valerie

  3. Mystikel July 27, 2013 at 7:49 am #

    The entire story is beautiful but I loved this line:

    Wind and surf sigh and starscapes glitter in our footsteps.

    Also thank you for the gorgeous prompt.

    • dmmacilroy July 27, 2013 at 7:52 am #

      Dear Mystikel,

      You are kind to grace my story with such a nice comment. I am gratified that you liked the prompt, too. Thank you for dropping by to visit.



  4. elmowrites July 27, 2013 at 12:56 pm #

    Interestingly (possibly), one of the things I first thought when looking at this picture, was how “so near yet so far” the mountain seemed. You’ve conjured that beautifully – I can almost see this being a great epic story of lovers separated by a short but impassable distance. Congrats, as ever.

  5. Joanna (Lazuli Portals Trilogy) July 27, 2013 at 1:37 pm #

    I find beauty and poetry in every sentence, Doug. Every time I read your stories, you inspire me to improve my writing further, and yet further …. Oh, and some smileys … 🙂 🙂 🙂

  6. sustainabilitea July 27, 2013 at 3:12 pm #

    Sometimes I get to the end of all the comments and feel that anything else would just be gilding the lily. So it is this time. Clouds like this (or the ocean waves that this picture conjured in my mind) are perfect vehicles for imagination and beauty. Both your intro and your story conveyed that beautifully. Thanks.

    janet (whose face right now is the ultimate smiley face)

  7. lingeringvisions by Dawn July 27, 2013 at 10:36 pm #

    Now, THAT, is romance.

  8. The Bumble Files July 28, 2013 at 12:51 am #

    These photos are stunning and beautiful to behold! It’s no wonder you’re thinking of love, it would seem to follow. Your story is eloquent and a fine matching to your photo. Lovely! 🙂

  9. The Writers Village July 28, 2013 at 2:05 pm #

    Dear Doug,

    Regal shouders, lofty solitiude, feline grace, close yet sundered, salient to salient…

    The stuff of clouds… nicely written (great pic).


  10. bridgesareforburning July 28, 2013 at 4:44 pm #

    Hi Doug,
    Having now seen a few of your photos, I can say you’re a talented photographers who creates beautiful images. Speaking of beauty, your story is a tone poem, haunting, wistful and heartbreaking. This is especially impressive because I think it’s more difficult to write these stories when you’re the one supplying the photo, and you don’t come to the process with a blank slate. Mahalo, my friend, for all of this. Ron

  11. rgayer55 July 28, 2013 at 6:41 pm #

    Dear Doug,
    A beautifully written and thought provoking piece. Thanks for providing the photo this week. I had a lot of fun with it 🙂

  12. Michael Myers October 24, 2014 at 1:50 am #

    Hi Doug,

    Catching up on my reading. I just love this view. The last time I saw it I was sharing it with you, my cousin, and my wife. Good memories. Great story.

    • dmmacilroy December 23, 2014 at 8:16 pm #

      Dear Mike,

      This comment went to spam but I have resurrected it with my keen eye and spam file editing abilities. Sorry to be so late in getting back to you and thanks for reading. It is a timeless view, isn’t it? Puts everything into perspective.




  1. Friday Fictioneers: Night Travels | Alastair's Blog - July 28, 2013

    […] © Copyright – Douglas M. MacIlroy […]

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in: Logo

You are commenting using your account. Log Out /  Change )

Google photo

You are commenting using your Google account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s

<span>%d</span> bloggers like this: