Running Away From Mariposa

Standing in the meadow Looking up at old Half Dome Watching deer meandering Across the front porch of their home. So many years ago When the Indians still were there And the great Winona redwood Could be driven through if you dare The times were so much simpler And the living was so free When the life of a little boy Was all that it could be. Seems I've spent a lifetime Looking for a better way to be When Mariposa was just waiting For me to come back and be me. Indeed I've spent most of my life, A lifetime running away Trying to be what I wasn't, A mask and a part to play. Trying to be this one and that one Running away from seeds that were sown Breaking deals and breaking hearts Even at last my own. So I offer this advice To those whose heart is achin', Go right on and just be yourself, Everyone else is taken. by E. Marshall Evans