Stepping Outside - March 9, 2025

even if you live in a house

laid out with coordinated paintings

on a soothing palette of wall colors

lit by a beam of brightness

from a massive skylight

with views of snow-frosted mountains

or the bending ribbon of a waterfall

it never compares to the invitation

of sun and fresh air as you step

out your front door

where cocktail greetings end

as my spirit sprints away, like

a child leaping out of the car

as it arrives at a park

a bit feral from so much open space

a bit drunk from the smell of freedom