No Greater Miracle

Perhaps my being here
    is a blessed accident--
My life might be nothing more
    than the shits and giggles of my God.

How then, can I not be happy
    and full of glee, full of joy?

After all, it was a seed of joy that God planted
    in a mire of mud and muck
that grew into me.

Truly, then, that is the miracle
    of my smiling God.
And truer yet, the greater miracle
    just might be me
smiling back at my playful God.