Here's Tuck & Patti's delicious love song to light. To rapture. To wonder. To mystery. To beauty. To epiphany. To the honey of this life . . . THIS LIGHT, THIS LIFE How do you speak of a moonlit Night How do you explain a soft caress Sometimes it seems we can only sigh This light, this life, this light How do you describe a baby's first breath Or take this rapture and hold it in your hand Consumed with wonder, you can only cry This light, this life, this light A thousand sacred whispers flood me With vision's sweet essential gift Like a kiss Like language felt Whispering ache away This light, this life, this light When you think about the beauty When you rise to the occasion When you know it in your soul that there is nothing to explain It's a mystery how our spirits do collide This light, this life, this light Was it a moment or a lifetime Epiphany or sweet regret Was it the flower or the honey Can you remember how it felt This light, this life, this light
(My thanks to Tuck & Patty.)
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So beautiful andhaunting