Don’t tell me there is no mystery
Mystery
Mystery
And don’t tell me there is no mystery
It overflows my cup
This feast of beauty can intoxicate
Intoxicate
Intoxicate
This feast of beauty can intoxicate
Just like the finest wine
So all you stumblers who believe love rules
Believe love rules
Believe love rules
Come all you stumblers who believe love rules
Stand up and let it shine
Stand up and let it shine
Bruce Cockburn
4 comments:
beautiful image :)
and great lyrics... getting drunk on mystery love and beauty ... a perfect combination..
have a lovely weekend Dana, x
Love the photo! I'd love the snow too....:-(
N.
I looked outside my window when I woke up this morning and saw something similar. Funny how classic tunes from classic artists pop into our heads when we see memorable scenes like this.
I'm so glad you put these two together. I can feel what it's like as I stand by the window, the weather dancing just outside and the music flowing through my head. Thanks for this moment!
Popped by from Michele's today. I think the snow is slowing me down!
That is a fantastic photo! xo
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