We, unaccustomed
to courage
exiles from
delight
live coiled in
shells of loneliness
until love leaves
its high holy temple
and comes into our
sight
to liberate us
into life.
Love arrives
and in its train
come ecstasies
old memories of
pleasure
ancient histories
of pain.
Yet if we are
bold,
love strikes away
the chains of fear
from our souls.
We are weaned from
our timidity
In the flush of
love’s light
we dare be brave
And suddenly we
see
that love costs
all we are
and will ever be.
Yet it is only
love
which sets us
free.
--Maya Angelou, Touched by an Angel
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