Does God Wait for his Toast?

Does God Wait for His Toast?

Does God wait for his toast?
    Does he prefer instant coffee
          To home brewed
    Because of the time it saves?

For him, is time irrelevant?
    Is a moment an eternity?
          Or eternity but a day?
    And how does it factor in?

Does God ever pace the halls,
    Anticipating what is to become
          Of mountains,
    And streams that slowly
          Carry the mountains
              Out to sea?

Or can he blink his eye
    And see in an instant
          What is to become
    Of evolution, erosion
          Of what has passed
              And is now passing?

And if he blinks
    What does he miss?
          A child’s cry?
              A species death?
          The slow whisper of a loved one’s breath?

If I had the choice
    I would slow it all down,
          Take it all in,
    And rejoice in the beauty
          Of a summer’s day,
              Out by the lake
          Chasing tadpoles
              Through the eddies
          And tall grass marshes

So the question remains ~
    Does God wait for his toast?