Teresa's Enigma

by Dorothy Walters


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How can I explain this?
Yesterday, pain cleaving a path
over shoulder and arm,
eyes stunned by arrows of light,
back a maze of burning rivers.

Today, Vivaldi, Stabat Mater,
a subtle lifting in the heart,
wrists floating in rapture,
in my mouth the taste of honey and flame.

-- from Marrow of Flame : Poems of the Spiritual Journey, by Dorothy Walters

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