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.
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.
~~ Maya Angelou ~~
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A voice like no others; a soul that can rest with the knowledge that she touched more people with her words and her thoughts and her deeds than one can even imagine.
Yes…it is a sad day. One of the world’s brightest lights is no longer with us. She will be greatly missed.
Beautiful!
Radiating Blossom ~ Flowers & Words wrote:
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she was a brilliant woman, she will be missed.
Susan, yes…to both, she was such a brilliant woman and she will be greatly missed.
Great memorial.
Thanks for reading…and commenting.
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Thanks for sharing… 🙂
my absolute pleasure
Truly a Beautiful Verse about a Beautiful Soul 🙂
Yes…she will always be remembered as that beautiful soul.
Beautiful poem you chose 🙂
Thank you for taking the time to read the poem…and for your comment. 🙂
Beautiful
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