And there’s a laugh
hanging in the air
And there’s no
desperation anywhere…
And you’re limned
in light, golden and thin
Looks to me
like you’re lit up from within…
And look how far the light came
Look how far the light came
Look how far the light came
to paint you
this way.
–from “Look How Far”, Breakfast in New Orleans, Dinner in Timbuktu by Canada’s musical poet laureate Bruce Cockburn