Watcher’s Delight

The hours drag slowly,

I should expect it,
really.

When you watch the Children
and your Beloved
chooses to Become One –
Repeatedly.

‘To get their perspective,’
they say.
‘They deserve to be respected.’

And yet …

if only they would speed their time up again!
They can’t even perceive me
with any sort
Of ease
or accuracy.
But even so,

LOVE pours off them
in waves.

Toward Me.

Toward all those Children.

My Beloved’s consciousness Awakens,
Explodes into Awareness
and EMPHATIC PRESENCE!
I am blinded by the fire of their joy at …

“FOUND YOU!”

and the blending of energies
has nothing of the human mess about it.

Nothing of the temporal,
for we are a Harmony unto Ourselves.