special delivery

a bit like having a baby, i have an urge to push out all the language and rhythms and cadences that are flooding my busy brain. what would emerge first? i think the simplicity - a clarity and distinctness. then i'd deliver harmony and balance - something to sway with and hold on to. i'm not forgetting the heartbeat - the steady, trustworthy fundament of all the creativity and experimentation which skips blithely along beside. slowly then, the treasure is uncovered - the gem that ultimately pays for it all - not so fragile but invaluable. no need to take notes - it changes in the morning.