As you see other realities, We do not exist in your historical terms nor have we known physical existence, Our joy created the exaltation from which your world comes.
I turned around, perhaps with a slight movement of annoyance, for I wanted to be left with the exaltation with which those sonorous lines had filled me, and saw Larry.
I left her after a few moments passed in that happy stupor of the spirit where exaltation ends and ecstasy begins. I went with lagging step, looking back at every minute.