To the jazz club I went,
As I do every month.
It would be different this month,
A guitarist was playing,
Not the normal type of groups
That I enjoy so much.
Out he came
With a bass player and a drummer,
Just the three of them.
He sat down, guitar on his knee
He started playing.
He was amazing,
I had never heard sound or skill
Sound or skill such as this.
He then played a second song,
So slowly and full of passion
That drew me out of my body,
I was drawn further and further
Into his world,
His world of music.
I was taken Over the Rainbow
As his notes sailed into the ether
With me sailing with them.
What a guitarist.
All evening he played
And the audience and I
Were silent,
So silent as we listened,
Listened to his glorious sound.
I had had a good day
But his music took me,
Took me to another place
Where music ruled
And brought peace,
Brought peace and harmony,
Peace and harmony to all.