Euphoria

Euphoria this morning, it hits me now and then. A feeling of joy and peace. A feeling of well being, sense of we rather than I, quickening, a release, knowledge that there is another world so close that I can touch it if I choose, a sense of all the others that I hold at bay on ordinary days, let loose in the room, the house, in the universe, and I know I am invited to join them where they are, here and in the reverse, seen and unobserved, a flip of a coin away. I hold the door open slightly, at times for hours, then, close it gently.