A poem by St. Teresa of Avila
We
bloomed in Spring.
Our bodies
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
Himself,
we will never perish
unless He
does.
Poetry by St. Teresa of Avila (1515-1582)
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Peace and blessings to everyone.
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I love this. There’s so much hope and peace in her words.
Thank you Connie, I love her writing. Some have a real sense of humor but are always deeply spiritual. Peace and Easter blessings.
Just beautiful Nico. Thankyou. 🙂
Thank you Karen. Peace and have a wonderful weekend!
Love Ginkgos. They are one of the oldest known trees.
I had no idea! Thank you, you are a great source of information. Peace and many blessings.
Thank you for this, Nicodemas.
Thank you Anna! I love her writing, and it is from so long ago. Peace and rich blessings to you.