Never met but moments ago, now moved by forces and spirits beyond their norm - and they especially note and delight - “look at our inner circle my love - they stand on guard, vigilant - and very comforting….”
He leans against her again - bold, yes, but seemingly perfectly right, normal, natural - again, other forces are at work - “this whole episode is so bizarre, isn’t it? Some kind of explosion at the terminal, for sure, but look at the crazy reactions - except for us right here”
The two of them, so calm on the bench in the midst of mayhem, they look back at their guardians - so this strangely wonderful circle of kin seems - pure sensory taking over, a buzz, life-force surrounding and elevating them - the handful who on impulse - the very same as moved them to this lovely rise - normally the best of the best - a place of peace and beauty within this mixing realm of the very same nature - as most of the others now trapped others erupt in a kind of rage - at once frightening and full fear - from their perspective this new clan on the rise gets all aspects of what is happening - and on further impulse reaches for ever more - surrounded and seemingly overwhelmed, they do not sense that - rather they are filled with an elevating life force emanating from their very alignment…
An even deeper quiet settles with them - they are so far from alone - in fact, their sense of vital close company grows - they exchange unspoken notes of connection - something, or someone, or untold many ones are guiding them, energizing them, emboldening them - silent is their carol, deafening and blinding missives are launched - one of those precious moments of pure clarity, of totality, of recalling of voices long buried….