Touched by and Angel
by Maya Angelou
we, unaccustomed to courage exiles from delight,
live coiled in shells of lonliness
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 chains of fear from our souls
we are weaned from our timidity
in the flush of love's light we dare to 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
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