We, unaccustomed to courage says Maya. We, who have chosen with choices we were not aware of making as we made them.
we need a revolution. some courageous warriors that will lead us into liberation.
but the frontline soldiers never come home.
Maya Angelou, 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.