Zen of Jazz

I've been listening to a lot of jazz lately. Bebop mostly. I had forgotten how much I loved that stuff. I was listening to "Bye Bye Birdie" by Miles Davis and this blazing sax started to solo. As the music was playing, I found myself totally enchanted, my head solely focused on those sounds. I could so vividly picture his fingers moving like flashes of lightning, striking with such precision it would make the head of a nail look like a pin head to any hammer blow. It's like total zen for me. My thoughts are nowhere except inside the sound. The noise of the world is silent and all I hear is the sound of now.