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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It's always love! It has so much positivity that infuses us with so much freshness and clarity. Lovely poem😍
A very uncomfortable truth. People who have been hurt by love [or whatever masks itself in the guise of love] are extremely hard to be touched by love again. Would certainly not receive that touch with open arms and would be dubious when they should be trusting. Thus people who have been harmed before now continue the harm by sabotaging themselves. A lonely position to be in.
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. Excellent saying the all we are love cost and will ever be.
Love this, connections to love
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