A poem by St. Teresa of Avila
bloomed in Spring.
are the leaves of God.
The apparent seasons of life and death
our eyes can suffer;
but our souls dear, I will just say this forthright:
they are God
we will never perish
Poetry by St. Teresa of Avila (1515-1582)
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