Playfully the world danced into being,
playfully dissolved a moment ago,
playfully the world on my tongue tip
worded into form again and singing
into sky into raindrop rhymes into fire
into drums of glittering sod into
compost and the embryo of god.
Playfully animals fly and burrow and kill,
eating one another very gently with
eyes open to death sweet tears their
next birth on their last breath,
playfully naked babies boy and girl
do pudgy little asanas and bija mantra
farting sounds the suck of black holes
drinking stars and there is only one
thing in all the universe that isn't
playful: a believer's mind.