Music pours forth, fast, slow,

ecstatic and soul-filled. I revel

in it, celebrating along with the 

crowd, cheering the players on

as they crow and preen, horns

raised high, notes pouring out,

 

filling the air with the sounds

of pure emotion. The notes form,

suddenly, as bubbles, and rise from

each instrument, filling the space

above the stage. The drums beat

louder, sharps and flats rise from

 

the piano, and the thickening cloud 

bursts, bubble by bubble, and out

flitters butterflies, bright and sporting  

the rainbow colors of music. We stand 

amazed, enraptured, our cheers rising 

to heaven on butterfly's wings.

 

After the Newport Jazz Festival

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