Jazz...

I ride that river of silver as the Duke carries
me along through the swift and the serene.
Highs, lows, oceans and rills, his basic flow
captures my heart and freezes my soul.

Hear the alarm from the horn of greatness.
Louis sends warning to all that music is here
to capture your mind, to change the beat of
your heart, to add a new normal.

Who can hear the haunting rhythmic sounds
from John? Who can keep up with his changes
in pitch and tempo. Who can feel the constant
beat that carries you to a world beyond.

Like a voice from a celestial choir Billy gave
us her song with a message from on high
Life will have its highs and lows but when
all else fails, there is music to heal the soul.

Miles reached up, grabbed some stars,
compressed them in his horn until wonder
and truth came came out for the world to hear.
He created a rendition of life for all to copy.

And Ella, a voice from the past, a voice for the
present and a gift for the future. A message
beyond mere words, a message of hope that
happiness will always follow the rain.

The tempo of life changed when Charlie
remastered music as we know it.
The sound was the same but the perspective
was totally different and mirrored the throb of life.


Jazz will sound different to every ear,
as life appears different from each
persons perspective. Every life has a
rhythm and jazz has a rhythm for every one.
The tempos and sounds fit beautifully
with day to day ebb and flow of life.
Something in each person reaches
out and makes a piece his own. His
soul makes music his mantra.