I gave myself to Love Divine,
That my Beloved One is mine
And I at last am surely His.
When the sweet Huntsman from above
First wounded me and left me prone,
Into the very arms of Love
My stricken soul forthwith was thrown.
Since then my life's no more my own
And all my lot so changed
That my Beloved One is mine
And I at last am surely His.
*read more of her poetry here: http://www.poetry-chaikhana.com/T/TeresaofAvil/index.htm#PoemList
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