Dear October,
I was supposed to go out with friends, but having worked late, I didn’t feel like it; so instead, I thought, let’s post a French love poem, that could put me in the right mood…
The thing is, I couldn’t find a translation I liked, the meaning was lost, no feeling… and I don’t dare to translate myself, … it could be deforming it…
So now what?
I found this wonderful love poem by Maya Angelou to avoid any embarrassment with the language.
"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 http://www.poetrysoup.com/famous/poem/114/Touched_by_An_Angel