God Is Always Laughing
© by Jay Harden
I think God
Is always laughing.
We think we are real and
We think life is personal.
We are all stories.
We are only stories,
In a greater story
Delighting God.
The game is in the story.
The game is:
Can I find you?
Can you find me?
Can I find myself?
Here in the bones
Of my body,
In my cells,
In my energy
In this existence
Is the darkest dark
Filled by the lightest light.
I become my own great being,
Becoming what I am;
You becoming what you are.
Our living is
The presence of God
As children growing, glowing
The luminous wondrous light,
There in my big toe, smiling.
Here is happiness greater
Than through another.
I play again,
This time playing better
At love,
Delighting in every moment,
Lengthening my days.
I watch myself at play,
Pretending, no longer trying
To make life happen,
And I know this is not real.
But my energy now,
My life force now, is real
And the heart of everything.
I bundle the moments in my hand,
Giving each a perfect joy.
I am present, ungrownup,
And God is laughing.
May 31, 2008
O’Fallon, Missouri