Special Memories of Paul… By Eva

Wednesday, September 17th, 2008

When I think about Paul, I can’t help but feel overwhelmingly blessed that I had him in my life - if only for a terribly short time.

They just don’t make ‘em like Paul - kind, loving, brave, talented and fucking hilarious.

Sometimes we forget that although loving someone as much as we love Paul can be so painful at times like these, it is that same love which allowed us to feel the warmth of Paul’s spirit in the first place.

I found this poem by Maya Angelou - I hope you like it.

Touched by An Angel
by Maya Angelou

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.

By Eva (Pauls sister-in-law)

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