A Smile

 

Sometimes I catch myself smiling

it reflects an innocent joy of heart

I brim with a wonder and gladness

at these passing moments, each a blessing

 

The smile comes from my inner self

prompted by some thought or feeling

Often it is in response to the joy of others

a shared sense of wholesome goodness

 

God can be seen in these actions

and in the words and actions of others every day

They are glimpses of a divine love

a precious moment of profound sanctity

 

I wonder what it must be like

to enjoy these moments of intense joy always

Is it perhaps a foretaste of our 

heavenly home which awaits us?