My Turn

My father gave me music and wisdom

My mother gave me grace and hope

Both shared their love with me and many others

In almost every piece of music I hear

I begin crying when the saxophone begins

Playing wailing and jazzy tunes

The blues, soul music

My father played woodwinds

Especially the sax

Without words, my parents showed me 

How to bring more joy, justice and peace

To a chaotic and sometimes scary world 

Sharing sounds, musical notes

Vibrations, frequencies and touch

Dance and beauty

The sacred, and 

Love to all

My turn