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.
