It is life
and here I am
and again, although it does not happen daily, it does happen with some regularity that I get slapped in the face.
Wonders appear — miracles, moments of deep and transcendental Beauty. And, like a few minutes ago, life slaps me in the face.
Admiration sets in, with acknowledgement intertwined.
Yes, it is indeed a slap in the face.
Swallow, regurgitate, savor.
Life will slap me in the face, each time one of its profoundly significant layers are revealed. And these revelations are life itself.