Touched By An Angel

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.

by Maya Angelou

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What words! And such fabulous vivid imagery! Truly a master poet!
And in the depth of the great water like the circle of the earth is the giant anaconda covered with ceremonial paint, devouring and religous.
this poem is incomplete... it should finish up: Badgers are scrabbling the banks of the river, sniffing at a nest full of living delicacies which they will attack with red teeth. And in the depth of the great water
his eyeballs, a jungle of alcohol, burn in his head. the above line is really imaginative. great words. great comparison.