Long ago on a late summer night under luscious glow of a sturgeon moon I cast to the heavens a wish/hope/prayer that by some magic I might find a love bright enough to cast away the darkness and fill my heart with light.
Many years have passed and tonight, under that same moon, I cast to the heavens again this time my profound thanks and gratitude for in your love I have found the shining star of my soul, the answer to dreams I never even knew I had
Do you ever sing along with a song so many times that you change the words around to make it fit your own life? I do … all the time. Here is my rip off of Jimmy Buffet’s “He Went To Paris” I call it “She Left California”
She left California lookin’ for answers to questions that bothered her so. She was impressive, beautiful and aggressive saving the world all on her own. But ocean air breezes, doing just as she pleases soon put those ambitions at bay. Summers and winters scattered like splinters and four or five years slipped away.
One day she got married, moved to Kentucky thought she’d settle down there for life. She had a good job, and a sweet little baby the future ahead looked so bright. And all of the answers and all of the questions got locked in her attic one day. ‘Cause she liked the quiet and clean country livin and twenty more years slipped away.
But then divorce broke her spirit, and the illness that followed left her with only one eye. Her body was battered, her whole word was shattered and all she could do was just cry. While the tears were fallin’ she was recallin’ answers that she never found so she hopped in an RV and headed cross country and left Kentucky without a sound.
Now she visits the mountains, the desert, and beaches and lives the adventure each day. Writing her memoirs, losing her hearing but then she don’t care what most people say. Through sixty-odd years of perpetual motion, ask about her life, she’ll smile and she’ll say “Honey mostly it’s magic, a little bit tragic but I’ve had a great life, all the way.”