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We, unaccustomed to courage
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.
We, not used to being brave outcasts from happiness live wrapped in shells of being alone until love leaves its sacred place and comes into view to set us free into life.
Love arrives and with it come intense joys old memories of happiness ancient stories of hurt. But if we are brave, love breaks the chains of fear from our souls.
We are freed from our shyness In the glow of love's light we dare to be bold And suddenly we understand that love demands everything we are and will ever be. Yet it is only love that truly sets us free.