Why I Find God
A stranger’s laughter echoes from the rooftop above,
and in it I find God.
Purely imperfect and bursting with joy.
He is there, filling the spaces between decibels.
Lake Mohawk glitters white and gold
as the setting sun uses its surface as a mirror.
Their relationship is symbiotic -
the lake is gifted with a glowing warmth
while the sun takes in with pride the fire with which it paints the sky.
In this I find God.
He is the kindness in this partnership
and the afterthoughts of joy and beauty it scatters throughout the world.
There is peace in this moment,
the bliss of beloved conversation and the freedom from expectation.
The light is no longer upon my shoulders,
but its touch lingers,
a subdued contentment filling every corner of my mind
and illuminating the expanse of time which lays before me.
It is here, too, that I find God;
Him, the grantee of possibilities;
Him, the shepherd of the shadow-sighted;
Him, a rock on which I can lay my worried head.
He swathes me in His grace and whispers
“I am here without exception. Immovable. Unconquerable.
My love knows no bounds.
That is why you find me.”
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