Treasure Island

Paul Cutting

(11/26/58 / New Haven CT)

Dear Paul


You touch me so, telling me this, sharing what you feel of the Love
shining through... and as Love would have it, DearOne, as you were
writing this, I was telling another about my strange ways of often
being very late in responding to emails, and in that, that person
remains on my mind and in my heart, always there, always bringing
happy recall and much love. As I continued in the conversation, I
related that I knew the great necessity, the utter mustness of my
Heart's desire to share that love with the friend, to tell them what
they mean to me, to make certain that this life does not pass away
without saying what they mean to me, saying out loud or in letters,
what being friends with them has given me, taught me, helped me so
completely in at last being able to believe that I was loveable, that
people could Love me. That Love which you have extended so openly, so
Beautifully to me, oh Paul! My Heart falls on its knees, humbled, and
in gratitude, these sweet tears fall now, pierced to the soul that I
know you. For your caring and your sharing of this Love which we are,
this Love which wants nothing from us but to Love and to be Loved, I
am filled with gratitude to be here now, alive and experiencing this
Joy of knowing and Loving and being Loved by You, Dear Paul.

Submitted: Tuesday, October 14, 2008
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