She was a chance for good air
the beginning of song
released in the wings
of her words
bold with color
strong with history
on the stage
where she worshipped
the words
opening black nights
with subtle breezes
like her travel
to towns
blurred with names
and faces
melting into closing
as she moved on
with dreams and whispers
and redemption
following close
with shadows rescuing
her thoughts
encouraging the promise
reliving the flavor
of years not wasted
on passion
breathing from the soul
of her jazz.
