In Tribute To Major Alea Hokuao Morningstar
Madam Speaker, poet and capitol tour guide Albert C. Caswell has penned a number of heartfelt tributes to our military, and recently, he has recognized the service of Major Alea Hokuao Morningstar, U.S. Army. Major Morningstar has served…
Madam Speaker, poet and capitol tour guide Albert C. Caswell has penned a number of heartfelt tributes to our military, and recently, he has recognized the service of Major Alea Hokuao Morningstar, U.S. Army.
Major Morningstar has served in Iraq extending care to coalition and civilian casualties. As an emergency physician, she has served honorably and bravely at three combat support hospitals and as a field surgeon.
Major Morningstar symbolizes the professionalism of America's military. I want to thank her and all the brave men and women of our armed forces for their service. They are fighting to defend our freedom and protect American families.
I gladly submit the following into the Record.
A Morning Star,
That's who you are . . .
A light which shines so very fine . . . so very far, that's
who you are . . .
A woman of heart,
Of Hopi Sioux, great American Indian blood . . . a fine woman
of soul . . .
A healer, a great Hawaiian . . . For, but the gift of life .
. . to so give, as what you chose . . .
A light,
In the darkest of days and nights . . .
Which burns bright, as a Morning Star . . . can cheat death,
can so bless . . . and can give fight!
Out in darkness of evil war, out in harms way . . .
Amidst the darkness and solemn gray . . . amidst the death,
and all of that sad decay . . .
To save a life, to hold a dying hero's hand until that night
. . . Morning Star, that was your way . . .
As there, in The ER . . .
You'd hear the screams, and the devil's roar it seems . . .
trying to save life, you'd go far!
All in the midst of his evil gore, all in the face of hell .
. . you fine heart choose to swell, for one life more
Living in the shadow of death,
Pouring out your very heart and soul, until none lies left .
. .
As with your God given skills, the gift of life and hope you
instilled . . . staying with the dying until death!
A young hero's last vision, before they were gone . . .
A bright Morning Star, holding their hand . . . as was your
decision, not leaving them alone . . .
The last Angel they would see on Earth, showing your worth .
. . with tears in eyes your mission honed!
And in the coming years,
There will be many a tear, when in that moment it all comes
back to you . . . so here . . .
But, what baby born . . . to save the world . . . or love so
great, to this our world adorned that you saved here!
And for all of those Mothers of Sons,
And all of those Fathers of Daughters, who so lost their most
precious of all loved ones . . .
They may gain strength, in knowing what your love to their
dying loved ones so meant! At the end!
A Morning Star,
Yes, my Lady . . . that's who you are . . .
A light which shines so very bright . . . so very far, into
the night, that's who you are!
High above,
With your gift of life, you gift of love . . .
Holding a dying hero's hand, On The Wings of a Dove!