.open door.

What do you do with an open door?

How do you determine

which doors

are yours?

Left askew

accidentally

Or intentionally

Feel out the potentially

Ahead 

The road less traveled

Frost did muse

Which doors are meant

To be refused?

Excuse me please,

This isn’t mine

Exploring all paths

There isn’t time

No possibility to pause or rewind

Proceed, discern

Trust your inward knowing

The growing

Emerges

As we claim

And name

Our path

Rooted not only in opportunities:

which choices

Invitations

resonate

Moving us to greater wholeness?

Which temptations

Could obliterate

Our stewardship of best self? 

What lies in store

Past that open door

Choose, knowing

No choice

Like a river

is the same as before