Elvis saw the stars all his life. He shared that view effortlessly, as long as he sang. Often he felt loneliness and restlessness. Then he would look up. He loved the night. Even when he was not singing he wanted to see heaven and earth connected. A kingdom grew. Elvis got tangled up in his wonder. In a cage of light his problem of heaven and earth was agonizing. In the end he escaped. Now, a little brighter than before only the stars shine.