Teresa lifted a stone from the beach
and it spoke to her
saying: “I am God.”
“There was one thing which at first I was ignorant: I did not know that God was in all things, and, when He seemed to me to be very present, I thought it impossible. I could not cease believing that He was there, for it seemed almost certain that I had been conscious of His very presence.” St. Teresa of Avila.
Teresa lifted a stone from the beach
and it spoke to her
saying: “I am God.”
She touched the sand
with the bones of her hands
and it purred like a cat:
“I am God.”
In the sky
the clouds configured
“His Majesty,” and she called to him;
“I am God,” he called back.
And the water
cascaded a voice
into the void
“I am God.”
At the convent,
she had taken precautions
against mirrors;
vanity was a scar
she carried on her face;
but it happened
that a round bowl of a silver spoon
fed her a reflection,
“I am God,”
she whispered, frightened
“I am God.”
