By Maya Angelou
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.
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.
Arrghh... I loved this poem so much, when Maya Angelou read it (i believe as a eulogy of sorts to someone who died of AIDS in a Touched by an Angel episode)... and only found the complete poem right now...
Not sure if we can still incorporate this in our wedding invites, because we already have this short phrase we like... but I really love this poem, especially since it talks of courage.
I don't know anymore where I read how COURAGE could be the highest of virtues, for it is the one that drives you to seek the truth, even if it hurts; the one that drives you to be just and fair, even if it hurts; the one that drives you to live for your passions and reach for your dreams, even if it hurts...
Courage allows you to choose what is right, consistently... and so you are able to make commitments...
And di ba nga, only the brave and hopeful marry... and marry for love.