Friday, December 14, 2007


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:

Rainbow dreams said...

beautiful image :)

and great lyrics... getting drunk on mystery love and beauty ... a perfect combination..

have a lovely weekend Dana, x

BreadBox said...

Love the photo! I'd love the snow too....:-(


N.

Carmi said...

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!

paris parfait said...

That is a fantastic photo! xo