one_small_day fyn gula the hands of time drag us into a morning that has stolen our sleep, pushing against our resistance until we break. sun from heavy clouds bulb from soggy ground yolk from shell words from lips i want to fall in love with you. i want to see the face behind the mask. i want to know why you cry. music is the rain drumming on the roof. dance is two ravens landing on the same branch at the same time. song is your voice waking me from dream. art is a deer track in the mud. today. tomorrow it will be something else. 010331 ... farmfish darkness fades to daylight in the time it takes to blink my eyes, slowly, and i take one step in front of the other watching the world unfold, jumping in, jumping out, dancing, laughing, singing. 011016 ... frAnk unwrap the package i give you. beautiful wrapping paper you will save to use for the gift you'll give to someone else. one small day. one big love. 011017 what's it to you? who go blather from