Cadence & The Lighthouse Keeper
CADENCE & THE LIGHTHOUSE KEEPER
Narrator: One looks up and sees a depth that only stars could win,
The moving light of those that speed and gather
curiosity; Thus runs
Cadence, a shooting speck of dust that never
Cadence noticed an old lighthouse by the coast and though it seemed abandoned, it still flashed with light sometimes.
“What is this place?”
-It’s my house… and the keeper’s too.
-Where’s the keeper? Who are you?
-I’m a star too. The keeper isn’t here.
-What are you doing? [Cadence asked while slowly copying the Old Star’s movement.]
-I’m just… dancing, and listening.
-ooh… I like it
-Me too. You are quite young, aren’t you?
-I think so, but I’m never sure.
-You’re very bright and vibrant.
-You’re very warm and…
[If one could wish on a shooting star, the human that kept the lighthouse would have wished for them to listen to their song of longing.
This is how the Lighthouse Keeper met the Old Star.]
LK: Please just stay a little while longer
Just let me catch a glimpse of your light,
I want to know about your life.
Just once I wish I could say: “hello”.
If only they could
descend from the sky.
I wouldn’t let the chance slip by.
Night falls and I only sit and watch,
Anytime now, they could burst out from the clouds!
There is a line across the sky,
This side is yours and this one is mine.
Oh how I wish I too could fly.
[…the keeper didn’t notice the Old Star approaching…]
-“Hi” they both said at the very same time.
-“Uhm… how are you?!”
[again one over the other.]
- Good! - Great!
- What are you doing? [the Old Star asked.]
- oh… I just noticed one string was off so I thought…
[the Keeper mumbled.]
- cool… uhm… I like your song!
- oh, right! Haha… uhm… it’s nice to meet you!
- Okay! Well, I can’t stay for long.
- how come?
- I gotta go. If I
don’t, my light could soon be gone.
- what do you mean?
- I’ll start to dim. So I gotta keep moving.
- so you can’t stand still for long?
- well… yes.
- I wish you could stay.
- I don’t know, but I don’t want you to lose your shine.
- I’m curious.
- I guess discovery
takes time… Oh! How about a dance?
- what is that?
- it could keep you moving but right here!
- sounds fancy…
- well, maybe, sometimes it’s just for fun! You should try it.
- Is it difficult?
- doesn’t have to be.
-Okay, so how do you dance?
CADENCE & THE LIGHTHOUSE KEEPER
-Listen deep, breathing low
Kind of still, back in tow
Side to side, to and fro
Little sway, find your flow
- listen deep… for what? What am I looking for?
- dancing is discovering!
- little sway, back in tow… so dancing keeps your light up? [Cadence asked.]
-It does! But the keeper made me happy and “happy” does it too…
-I sure would like to meet your Lighthouse Keeper, they sound so interesting!
-I’m sorry, you can’t. the keeper was a human and human life is so very short…
When I left, I stayed; and the human never parted but still came, and that happened many times still. I would’ve never known how humans can be.
Capable of terrifying and catastrophic or simple and incredibly sweet things.
Many years would pass,
and when still puzzled by why I kept coming back,
I asked the Keeper and this is what was said:
I don’t have the ambition to hold ownership over you, or anyone.
To not limit you is the best way to show you my appreciation,
That’s my contemplation.
Still I’ll always bear this yearning…
How much of it is ingrained bias, humans are so funny
How come I never heard this growing up?
Always made to feel grateful, to not try to understand enough
I just wanted to rush first and not be judged,
To lead a life of love and show up.
And why do we have to fall in love? I don’t want you to fall in… I’d rather raise you higher because of it!
To get up and keep going
With a heart that’s eager for a kind of homecoming,
Judge not the fact that it never got over being clumsy
Because it keeps jumping and it keeps coming…
I wish you could see yourself through my eyes and believe
All the temperament needed to brave a life of
Weeding through the leaves,
You have it all and more,
if only you could hear through my ears…
Life set the rhythm but your heart beats the melody.
The road is harsh, and it may be infinite,
But you walk it
in harmony, so elegantly.
I know you’ll get where you need to be
And I hope you witness, still, sublime things,
Life needs more of that and I want that for you
Even if sometimes it renders hearts downhill tumbling…
and, if life is the greatest lesson in letting go,
Then who knows?
Just so, love… may be the art of returning.
[Cadence speaks to the Old Star]
-So why do you remain in the Lighthouse, if the Keeper is gone?
-You know how time is
weird for us.
We move so fast that sometimes you can even glimpse the past.
Also… I really like dancing. [chuckles]
Which does not make up for the fact that I
really miss them.
Keeper told me once how they never believed
That could ever a star come down because of their singing,
I get it, but sometimes I look up and I can’t resist,To echo above the words they gave to me...
OS: Please just stay a little while longer...
Just let me catch a glimpse of your light
LK: I want to know about your life
OS: One more time if only you said: “hello”
LK: If only you could descend from the sky
OS: I wouldn’t let the chance slip by
Both: Night falls
OS: and you only sat and watched- Both: Anytime now
OS: we could burst out from the clouds.
C:There is a line across the sky This side is yours and this one is mine…
CADENCE & THE LIGHTHOUSE KEEPER
I stood over the human throughout the process of their death.
The rise and fall of their chest and the cadence of their breath.
What a privilege it was to witness it… even though…
of all our moments together that had to be the last?
oddly for us who were born in a nebula past,
If I move fast enough I can see the echoes of the friendship we had.
Love is different though… time doesn’t (necessarily) factor when it comes into check.
We feel it
present, whether thinking about
the future or
remembering what has long passed
or quests in
fantastic lands or fields with
celestial guests, laying in grass and saying yes
no hesitation prompted before an innocent guess
easy to fake out the obstacles,
without a strategy, no chess
Just burning mass
in a bright,
vibrant mess with the only guide
being the furious, crass, spontaneity drumming in my chest.
The Lighthouse Keeper is gone but I still feel blessed, maybe that’s the sign that I’m done,
that I’m ready
for what comes next.
Cadence noticed that the Old Star wasn’t
swaying anymore ever since the mention of
nebulas and celestial guests, the Old Star was already
completely still and her light started to
diminish quickly from then.
[The young star
searching for words before singing:]
C: Please just stay a little while longer
OS: Just let me catch a glimpse of your light
C: I want to know about your life
OS :One more time if only you said
C & LK: If only they could descend from the sky
All: I wouldn’t let the chance go by
OS: Night falls and I only sit and watch
C: Anytime now,
All: we could burst out from the clouds
C:There is a line across the sky
This side is yours and this one is mine…
Chapters 1, 2, and 3 of the story "Cadence & The Lighthouse Keeper" as a part of The Unnatural Disaster Theatre Co, LuLo, and Coreto's project "Cadence" at Nocturne Halifax 2023.
Cadence has been dreamed up, written and recorded in K’jipuktuk, Mi’kma’ki.Mi’kma’ki is and has always been unceded. It is the ancestral home of the Mi’kmaq.
Created by Lucas Hernandes Nascimento & Logan Robins.
Narrator: Maddi Tang
Cadence: Jessie Walker
The Old Star: Alex Naus
The Lighthouse Keeper: Logan Robins