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.
maya angelou
source: issey miyake by naoki takizawa, spring–summer 2003, via +


soisses-dasleben said...

W O W - what a fantastic picture!

Cherry said...

Way cool image. Your blog is so consistantly inspiring; thank you so much for being here.

Sarah Klassen said...

In a word, beautiful... I completely agree with that Cherry has said—I love my visits and miss them so much so when I don't have a moment to stop by... hope you are having a fabulous weekend, xoxo

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