Chick Became An Eagle

Beyond the world of the skies in unending heights there lives Love in the high holy temple. At dusk, in the mild mystic light, when the day and night kiss only for a moment as their fate is, Love came to the gates of the holy temple to climb down steps innumerable. At the end of the steps stood I like a shivering chick in utter darkness. Love came to me, arms widespread breaking the shells of my loneliness to cradle my whole being. Ecstacies came! ! ! Courage filled my veins! ! ! Love shook me out of fear, and cured my inner wounds. Love is all that I am. Love came to set me free. In the flush of love's light I become bold and take my flight, into the world of delight. It was the flight of an eagle. (love alone can transform a shivering chick into an eagle.) mixing up of tenses is intentional.