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.
-Maya Angelou
I thought about attempting to write about what this poem means, but I realize that it means something different to everyone and that I could never do it justice. It speaks volumes. I’ll leave it at this: I have been touched by many angels on this journey and I am beyond grateful to every single one.
Congrats on the two years and thank you for the poem…you too are one of those angels 🙂
Your post rings so true for me Martha. I turned my will and my life over to God and by doing so I, too, have been touched by an angel. Hearing someone share in a meeting about a topic that I needed to hear, making life long friends and having a support system are just some of the ways I have been touched by an angel. Love helps us conquer situations and triumph over obstacles. I am grateful for the special angels I have encountered in AA. You are one of them. I love you. Way to go Atta Girl