My Daughter once asked me to describe Jazz…to explain Jazz… I took
her to the park… amongst the trees that we take for granted…Beautiful
majestic and Green… swaying in the wind…Expressing power and despite
the structure…it flowed free!!
I told Kailyn… This tree right here is Jazz...the total essence of Jazz Music
drawn from nature… the elements… used to communicate …and spread
like the seedling traveling – spinning… with no true end…only a beginning.
Jazz was that tree…that tree we take for granted.
I took her closer…to the bench…where we sat...I lifted my head…as did my
child… Notice that the Leaves have no set direction…Notice the Nest …the
seedlings…Notice the some of the leaves are beginning to turn brown… a
cacophony... A wild display … with no order...And so beautiful… so lovely…
so powerful… drawing you in… Not taking the beauty for granted… Not
wanting to chop it down for Paper... Not taking the music and making it
firewood… not compromising the strength to trim it…

- Bruce K. Woods ©2005