Teresa

Teresa and her brother left Avila
To find martyrdom in the sierra
Wide-eyed as a faun
Guided by the drum of a nation
Redirected home

She walked guided by stories of children with god
Was it a falcon or a vulture above her
Wide-eyed as a faun
Guided by the hate of a nation
Never really home

Here and there is born a Saint Teresa
Guided by nothing but her own yearning
Goodness unattained
Visions of unknown origin
Fiery heart with no kindling

The Carmelite sisters feared her visions
Beside her was it god or her demons
Trapped in a barren chamber
Entrails speared by an angel
Moving closer home



Credits
Writer(s): Lydia Brambila
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