Teresa was God’s familiar. She often spoke
To Him informally,
As if together they shared some heavenly joke.
Once, watching stormily
Her heart’s ambitions wither to odds and ends,
With all to start anew,
She cried, “If this is the way you treat your friends,
No wonder you have so few!”
There is, however, no record standing by
Of God’s reply.
Conversation in Avila
McGinley, P 1954, The Love Letters of Phyllis McGinley, Viking Press, New York.