What does it matter where we are tonight? You are with me still.

What does it matter that you have never walked these paths? Beside me your footsteps refuse to be silent.

I do not feel the distance at all. Time and space – what do they matter? The trees over me are trees that have watched over generations of friends, and they tell me you are here.  And those three stars that we have named – they tell me that seven thousand, one hundred islands away, I am walking with you in the night.

This is more than magic, more than memory. It is something that has never been named but has always been known by those who understand the soul.

So walk beneath trees in the starlight. Walk with me. I am here.