Wonder.

Steve's getting wonder-filled ...

Every year at leaf-fall, Pwyll and his men rode to Arberth.  Riding through a valley five valleys from home they were like an old story Taliesin would tell.  And they had it in them to go with the story.  They had it in them, living now, riding now to Arberth, to be a tale told by a fireside in the far past, to be a tale told by a fireside in the far future.  And they would say, would sometimes say, that their only reason for being in the world was to give the world a chance to live out its own strangeness, its own danger, and its own wonder in them.

John Moriarty, from Dreamtime

Thanks to Walker's Arms for the excellent image.