Uncle Youssarian, a man born to dream... The great Desert was never too big for his world and he built through his life many family trees, making our eyes blink, always in wonder. With your wild dreams... Where you will be? Crossing your arms letting your mind go far to forgotten realms. The life seemed not enough to hold your soul inside like a tree to the ground. The days were not too long to make you stay or wait to become the true King. Where there will be another Meerkat like you with his mind full of fire and his heart full of wings? Where that dreams have led you? Shall we have our arms crossed hoping to see you giving some answer? Which wildest dreams have you fulfilled against all odds? Now who will ever know where is your empire? That place was made for you so hard to find, because it was there in your mind. The Sun in front of you would hide His shine, ashamed with the fire in your eyes.
Your wildest dreams must have come true but with a price... You had to leave your home to conquer the world. That's just the dreamers way and of the brave, who always think of fight and then reach the throne of glory and might.
Out there you had to go and find a place for your heart; out there you had to find fresh grounds to make grow your trees; out there your spirit had to go to get what was yours; out there the nearby Kingdoms had to accept that you were their King; out there the Desert had to know that you would be ruling it; out there, the Meerkats of your land would be in your hands; out there, some warrior of the past was guiding your steps; out there perhaps your soul still rules a Kingdom of dreams...
(Music from "Agreement" - Kitaro & Jon Anderson - ). (Edited today, 12/14/09).
The desert Sun has passed again and He received a thousand names, but none like yours. He may yet live a million years, but we'll remember you instead, our wise, brave king. Zaphod, King of our desert dreams... Shining like the gold of your age. Being elder, feeling wiser. Your place won't change, your strength won't fade. Now from the big throne of your years you watch that Sun and you don't blink -He looks so weak-. The time may seem like grains of sands, but you'll remember to the end the day she came. Great King, you should wear right now a scepter for your perfect Reign; a crown of stars. Being older, feeling stronger.
The sands might break, the Sun might fade, and still you'd stay like a memory made of stone. Great King Zaphod, don't stop ruling in your Desert through long, long years. The music is that of the song "White queen (As it began).
Mozart, sweet girl, in your little Heaven you're just great, Princess Girl. Mozart, Love-Star... Not a single tear will ever change your smiling face. We miss you, we love you, and cry for you... But that's how things are here. The only thing you must do, is to shine with joy like newborn stars as much as you want. Princess of Sands, your tears have become the longed rain, bringer of hope. Shed no more tears... Even your lost children will be there, always for you. You've been after all the best mother, because a bleeding heart is just as good as one which can keep around the ones that loves and wants to care for. (Your heart knows...). Remember to look always forward, and see what you may find... For what we think it's lost will return some day a hundred times and covered with gold. Mozart, sweet girl, if you're still in Heaven, now I think, that you're called there "Princess Mother Star" by many a soul, Desert Girl.
My latest poem for Mozart, the Meerkat; the melody is the same of "Michelle, ma belle..."
When your eyes watching long and proudly were set on us through your magical crystal... They seemed to shine sometimes with light of fire, sometimes with Moon bright, and always love of mother. Your smiling face didn't keep your pride hidden; your burning heart didn't turn your heart evil... With little hands you had to built a Kingdom and you succeded, standing tall against the very desert. Your children were the happiness of your heart; you felt them inside as your eyes saw them 'round you... They waited always for your silent voice calling, to move from burrow or go to forage before the Sun was higher. But suddenly you command made in silence shocked everyone through the magical crystal... So we kept crying since, like we had lost a dear one; to ourselves saying 'For Heaven's Sake, may I never forget her'. Beautiful Lady and Queen to many humans... Now you're not there but in millions of crying hearts. And time means nothing now you own past and future; we're only wishing that you may join us someday... Souls shining for each other.