I have been here before,
I know the grass beyond the door,
The sighing sound, the lights around the shore.
Some veil did fall,— I knew it all of yore.
Has this been thus before?
And day and night yield one delight once more?
Dante Gabriel Rossetti (1828-1882)
[Post original: http://comunidade.sol.pt/blogs/josecarreiro/archive/2010/06/14/Sudden.Light.aspx]