» Northern Star

Dear Andrew

 

For your birthday this year (2005) I decided to write a song with an accompanying story and two poems depicting you.

 

Northern Pacific coastline..an Island…Ours..as I said many Moons have passed since then and more will before we do this again!

 

The island is basically a huge mountain sticking out from the sea, it’s plush and green with a table top clearing that is the mountains peak. Huge jungles lay between its roof and the beautiful blue waters of the ocean. Down on the beach fires glow and people dance, many of our Brothers and Sisters are here, others are faring the seas powerful moods upon this earth, as they battle to teach and spread the word.

 

This morning one boat returned, with us aboard after having been doing the same thing for the last 6 months and we returned the day before your birthday Andrew, today! Everyone is pleased to see us and our other brothers return with us, but even though the welcoming tribal family know we are tired, we all know there’s time to recoup in the coming days. Tonight will see our welcome home party..

 

As I say they know we are exhausted, but everyone loves your guitar playing and all insisted you start the evening off (pre midnight) because they, unlike us, have been unable to hear your sweet stringwork for the 6 month we’ve been away..

 

The first section has a guitar lead that is supposed to be you staring the night off! (although I apologise if you consider the melodies way below your standard, we could always amend and wipe em for you to play instead in the future, if you wish…I do hope you like this! –plse say if  you don’t tho’)

 

After you do your bit and wake everyone to the beauty of wailing guitars, family and life itself, the Elders tap your shoulder and point down the small dune to the beach and the party..time to go enjoy yourself..

 

That is shown well and truly by the introduction of the intense, excited piano…this is you starting to join the party, which of course doesn’t take you too long in the essence of things, you’re so happy, as of course, so are Christine and I. We are as usual by your side, singing and dancing in the firelight that flickers with little glowing spirits of ash as they sail away up towards the full and glorious Mother Moon.

 

Midnight draws close and a synth fades in over the end of the piano, which ends as we hit zero hour and the beginning of your Birthday celebration. The highly fired keys signify the exhilaration you build to as all attention turns to your good self. Everyone comes offering gift upon gift..beautiful animal skins, wonderful crystals of awesome power. The Elders gave you a gift, and its with you to this very day. It was an insight, a secret only for you and they told you nothing, showed you nothing…but as their hearts joined yours, you acquired the gift as if it were a coat that had been gifted you…it was unwrapped and within you for time itself.

 

The evening went wild, with Love everywhere and people kissing and hugging you, showing they care..This was your night, but being the true Humanitarian you really are, as Our Mother gave way and night began to open to the light of a new day, you once again picked up your guitar and played your sweet strings. As the night wound down, your gift shone around and as your beautiful music caressed everyone until all fell asleep on the sands to the sounds of your Love..

 

And as the track closes you join them in a few hours in dreamland, but when you awoke into your day shortly afterwards, you rose and your gift rose with you..

 

From that day many aeons ago and to last for time never ending you became like we all would or had, the true Spirit of You. When you next spoke to me we both realised the change, as you saw my eyes roll and caught me as I fell and during the next few months you learnt to control that voice you now possessed…you learnt how the Angel in you would heal other’s by words and songs sung…so began your awesome singing career as well as your role as complete Healer of fellow men and women, Brothers and Sisters too…it’s what you became, to me this is you.

 

That’s the end of the track…well a bit beyond that…but the start of something Truly Special…You at 21yrs old….that first time around.

 

Now to a little poem.. or two, lol

 Northern Star  I look to the North And dreams do come trueI look up ahead And always see you.Your hands always caressMy old aching heartIn the wonderful wayYou play a guitar Now when I’m lost or with heavy heartI look to you to show me the startYou posses and Angel’s voice and touch my Souland have the will to sing to us all I’ll never forget your words ever in my heartBecause I knew who you were right from the startAnd now when I find the right way to goIt’s usually down to You n Chris Bro I look to the North And see you up there You know my recourseand always show me where .Your heart always sees meAnd what it can doYour Spirit always helpingBecause this is so you I look to the North And dreams do come trueYou show me the wayWith your heart always trueYour hands always caressMy old aching heartIn the wonderful wayYou play a guitar Your voice is a dreamAnd so great to hearI’ll be listening nowAnd year after yearYour hands always caressMy old aching heartIn the wonderful wayYou play a guitar   (Stella Septentrionalis) Walking one dayI heard words sayLook to the Northern StarLooking up highHigh into the skyIt twinkled from afar I looked so hardThat my vision blurredAnd a face began to showThe face I knewThe memory grewAnd my heart began to glow Memories returnedMy vision unblurredI knew him from times long pastMany years I’d searched And crossed this huge EarthWhen he came to me at last Since your returnYour Love and concernFor this Brother has been so sweetWe knew it thenWe know it nowWe were always meant to meet If ever I can doWhat you do DrewA happier man I’ll beOne’s things for sure Together forevermoreAnd the rest well wait & see Now the Northern StarIs never that farBecause I know it’s youChristine of courseThe Southern Cross

Is thought of the same way too

   Thanks for being the diamond that you are, you are that Northern Star