Three and a half hours he played
not for money
nor fame or recognition
he played every song
every set
as children play
an ease and a love
introducing young and old alike
with a magnanimous spirit
easy as the jeans he wore
at home in bare feet
on fame's wood
a place of history
the Ryman
a man of heart
Vince Gill
on display
for three and a half hours
giving and giving
and giving
of himself
to others
for those in need
and I was there
to see a heart
larger than my own
and I cried
to know
such souls
were real
and walked
in flesh and blood
there was music
make no doubt
but I heard something different
and I cried
as only love witnessed
brings tears
I saw Vince
play and sing
without pay
for three and a half hours
PS
and you know what
if they would have let him
I think he would have played
for three and a half more
with the joy of a child
with the heart of an angel
18 comments:
Last night I attended the 11TH ANNUAL JAMMIN’ TO BEAT THE BLUES CONCERT, hosted by Vince Gill. My thoughts on the experience above, feel, perhaps stronger this morning than last night. Sometimes, perhaps a few time, we have a chance to witness greatness. Last night was such a night.
Bursting with happiness for you that you had such an amazing experience. I cannot know what you heard or see what you saw, but your words ring clear and loud thus how the performance moved you, I do know there from. Unforgettable. This post too. :-)
Love to you, x
PS Gorgeous image!!
Thank you Sunshine. Wish you could have seen what I saw. Incredible night.
Glad that you let the blog be public again, Tree - couldn't get on for a week or more !
Annie, I appreciate your persistence. I'll send you an invite so that if I ever need to go private again, you'll have access. How you had a great time in the UK.
Like fates conspriring. Miss you, miss this.
Have a wonderful weekend, H
When one performs completely from the heart it changes everything. It sounds like this concert was one of those events.
Ms Storm, I'm on my knees praying you get your internet fixed--soon! I am the cottage by the sea without windows when you are gone. I need your light.
W, it was. I was blown away.
And with your words, it shows this man was born, not made this way.
I'm sure if he read your words, he too would cry.Lovely write, you.
Thanks SarahA. As for Vince, I think you're right. Every one that I know who has worked with him has come away with the same impression. I wish more were made like him. The world would be a better place if that were so. Hope you are having a wonderful weekend. Take care. :-)
He has a voice that begs to be listened to and sounds like a spirit that is giving. It is a beautiful thing to watch someone do what they LOVE to do!
The image with this post is lovely. When I saw it I thought of Country wild flowers or calico fabric. How appropriate that it was for a poem about a country singer.
I'm so glad you had a nice evening.
I just read Annie's comment. I didn't realize that you had taken your blog down for a bit. If you ever do go private, you know I would like to be included when you send invites. But of course I think it is better for your blog to be open - everyone should have an opportunity to read your writing.
Jen, it was a wonderful evening, exceeding all my expectations. Sometimes we just get lucky and find ourselves in the right place at the right time. This was one of those nights.
Jen, if I have to go private again, I will be sure to send you an invite. Blogs should be open and I hope mine always will be. Always know, you are always welcome here. :-)
Its truly amazing how hard they work on the stage. and its acme of magnanimity that we witness when they do it for charity!
So very true Mona. I wish all artists were that way, lost in their art for the sake of art, no more, no less.
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