Duh never looked so beautiful!

Tinkering and tunkering in me olde head box comes mighty slow. Even though right in front of me a truth has been staring at me. Lodged, catalogued, retrievable and then the breath of who he is, ignites and plants deep a new part of himself and I stand amazed.
Often it is nothing others would consider a big deal, but for me I wear it like a robe of light and twirl around. They are the duhs. Yet when gift wrapped by the one who paints the evening skies and places diamonds in morning dew drops. They are light and life.
So what is my duh of excitement?
The greatest accomplishment of life is what tiny acts of love you can do each day.
"For the greatest of these is love."
I know for this moment I am in this special part of himself getting to hold for the first time this beautiful light of a truth. It is mine yet it is also him and is now a part of me.
Duh never looked so beautiful.