He read her wavelength, sight of smile, her eyes both distant and directed in; a seeing with soul more so than sight that, intuitively, he knew. It was a way they were—spirit-resonance when they recognized without words or say; a quiet sense and a quiet know they loved for its silence, share, and see. Then when words came, actions and follow, it was not in aimless prod but direct in recognition of other’s way.
The smiles that came, a simple joy that was bless to be understood. Whatever the mood, whatever the mind—resonance in recognize.
He saw it then, understanding in know and thought to wait of room above, children asleep, to be present in alone—together—resonant and amplified in consciously quiet One.