With all your science can you tell how it is that light comes into the soul?

"There comes into my mind such an indescribable, infinite, all-absorbing, divine, heavenly pleasure, a sense of elevation and expansion, and I have nothing to do with it.  I perceive that I am dealt with by superior powers.  This is a pleasure, a joy, an existence which I have not procured myself.  I speak as a witness on the stand, and tell what I have perceived . . . With all your science can you tell how it is, and whence it is, that light comes into the soul?"

Henry David Thoreau

Photo: Rosy Paintbrush, Silver Creek Basin; Maroon Bells - Snowmass Wilderness, CO; August 9, 2014