I LOVED WHAT I
COULD LOVE
I had a
natural passion for fine clothes, excellent food, and
lively conversation about all matters that concern
the heart still alive. And even a passion
about my own
looks.
lively conversation about all matters that concern
the heart still alive. And even a passion
about my own
looks.
Vanities: they
do not exist.
Have you ever
walked across a stream stepping on
rocks so not to spoil a pair of shoes?
rocks so not to spoil a pair of shoes?
All we can
touch, swallow, or say
aids in our crossing to God
and helps unveil the
soul.
aids in our crossing to God
and helps unveil the
soul.
Life smooths
us, rounds, perfects, as does the river the stone,
and there is no place our Beloved is not flowing
through the current’s force you
may not always
like.
and there is no place our Beloved is not flowing
through the current’s force you
may not always
like.
Our passions
help to lift us.
I loved what I
could love until I held Him,
for then – all things – every world
disappeared.
for then – all things – every world
disappeared.
~ St. Teresa
of Avila ~
(Love Poems From God: Twelve Sacred Voices from the East and West by Daniel Ladinsky)
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