Priceless Expression

Priceless

(poem written 6.29.06)

We are beautiful and valuable simply because we exist,

not for what we can do or offer,

either to an individual or to the whole of society.

We are more than our occupation or our talents.

Can we not just 'be' and find our sufficiency?

Be happy. Be content. Be hopeful. Don't lament.

Open your eyes and see the possibilities,

each day is a gift, just take the keys!

You're in the driver's seat.

Take special care and be aware of those

with whom you share the thoroughfare.

We're all on a journey, pursuing all we can.

No more blindness, have only kindness for our fellow man,

remembering the inherent value we each carry within.

Jazz, to me...

(poem written 3.11.07)

Transpiring intervals;

Periods of existence moving between two nights.

Seconds turning to minutes,

Minutes turning to hours,

Ever increasing and never ceasing,

Until at last, we achieve an epiphany regarding the necessity

for the appreciation of melodies,

And a deep regard for true sound.

Notes in syncopated rhythm evoking a transformation of the mind,

And a profound alteration of the soul.

Saxophones summon a sensual response,

As instruments evolve into more than a device for producing music.

Rather, revealed to be extraordinary tools in their master's hands.

Complexities of life fade,

The gentle lilt of the lyricist leading listeners on a journey,

Expanding the intellect,

Creating an environment of pure sensation and expression.