Athens on the Wind
After several years since Futa Helu has passed away, I finally have had the pleasure of sitting down and watching “Tonga Ark”. My love goes out at this moment to the Helu Family, Sisi, Niulala and the rest as well as to Leialoha Perkins (who, while I lived in Tonga sent me books, read my poetry and extended a fine scholarship to me), I never realized how much I would grow to love Tonga. I wrote this Poem tonight and although it is very rough, I feel compelled to share it due …to my ancestrial connection with the Helu family as well as our shared family history in battles and feats. ‘Eo ‘Eo from Hawaii, Long live ‘Atenisi ❤
Your name in sparkling gold over flowers
adorning, like you
of our Kingdom free and finally
you are true
With still the tapu lifted
as you crown our famous glory
Lord may rain down sometimes
but save our people’s story
The rhythm on the wind
rustling through the toa tree
catching the salt
complimenting the sea breeze
Athens on the wind
winds of change from far away
resound an ancient chant now whispered
and the sweet refrain
shall never fade
Tupouveiongo Potauaine ❤
Notes from Author: The start of this Poem begins facing the flowers on Futa’s cemetary and reminded me of how perfect it was that his name be presented glowing and regal- like Futa’s incredible mind. As Tonga is the last standing monarchy in Polynesia and it is now justified that we are worthy through minds that are adept as those harvested through Futa’s legacy.
The second stanza is the reflection of today and the origins of the Helu family during the reign of Ma’afu Tui Tonga acting as the “Helu” who were the only nominated as exempt from the Tapu of caring for the King’s head. Again, airing pride of our sovereign nation. THe influx of Christianity and the history of our ancestors still remarkable despite the religious difference, lives on.
Futa was one for Rhythm and his flew over on the wind and landed on the head of Futa, through his family history planted at the place of Veiongo (authors name as well) and enlightens as “catching salt” and setting an example for the rest of oceania “complimenting the sea breeze”.
The inspiration of Futa came through from Athens from far away and long ago and now is a whispered subject that beats like a chant that will live on forever.