every day offers a new opportunity to step out the door 
courageously persevere in doing it
staying alive and believing for beauty it isn’t easy
I can recall that first glimpse of light
the doctor’s hands holding my slippery body as I entered this world for sure there
was no easy button I neglected to smack upon entry
I’m not missing something nor set up from a faulty starting gate
is both pain and promise
beauty and disgust
even flow and stagnation
is all the definitions and then some
maybe also a bit of making space
leaving space
in the passageways of one’s days for 
coming in to offer up experience and maybe enlightenment
though not as the sage would have you think it
a high open-mindedness that parts the veils of this world
there is no scrim-
there is this-
life it is.