Notes in the Night

Blues is easy to play

but hard to feel

Jimi Hendrix

It was late at night in San Francisco 

 the streets were dark

You know that kind of darkness
The kind you only find on empty city streets past midnight

 A darkness that is more than the absence of light

My head was down as I pushed on 

but  I realized that my heart was beginning to lift

From somewhere, the single sweet notes of a saxophone
A street dweller not yet ready to sleep 

Because tonight

 There was a command performance.

There was a song that had to be played in the concert hall

of the midnight streets

His solo

His Carnegie Hall

His moment

The streets of San Francisco

were silent around him

and so was I

Because tonight he had something to say

About what had brought them all to the streets

To this moment

to this music

To this life

He played into the night 

He played in to the darkness

and he played into my soul

I do not know what song it was 

but I know what I was hearing
I was hearing truth

and I will hear it

for the rest of my life
and that's poetiquejustis

Rejoice with those who rejoice; mourn with those who mourn.

Romans 12:15