God's Smile

Stopped for a light

on a quiet intersection

I rub my eyes.

And when I blink,

I see His smile.

A perfectly round,

wordless,

immaculate smile.

A smile without eyes

or a face.

I blink again,

and I still see His smile.

It could only be God.

He wants me to know that

He loves me.

Exquisitely, perfectly,

and without regret.

The light turns, and I

drive on.

God has smiled upon me this day.

He didn't have to, but He did.

His smile will never leave

my soul, even during its

darkest night.

When God smiles,

all my words

are futile

to state his grace.