Hint of Jazz

I stand in the stillness
And I wish the wind would blow 
So hard
That it would blow me away
Into tiny pieces
And everyone else around me
Or that loves me too
And really everyone altogether 
So that no one would grieve  
I can hear the wind building up now
Picking up speed
I imagine the wind blowing 
That hard
And the pieces of me
And everyone else
Turning into dust 
But also music
A low tone of music like jazz
That only God hears
But it is so faint
He’s not sure if He hears it at all
Just the sound of wind
And the tone of the bells
Of wind chimes 
Everywhere
And that hint of jazz
And nothing else
Anywhere
And everywhere
Finally
Peace