A poem by Maya Angelou:
"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.
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
in the flush of love's light
we dare to be brave
and suddenly we see
my photos (and my church pew!)
that love costs
all we are and will ever be.
Yet it is only love which sets us free."
Wherever this finds you,
I wish you love.
Peace to you right where you are.
all we are and will ever be.
Yet it is only love which sets us free."
Wherever this finds you,
I wish you love.
Peace to you right where you are.
