Love's Exquisite Freedom

Love arrives;
and in its train come ecstasies
old memories of pleasure
ancient histories of pain
Yet, it 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