The Ecstasy Of St. Theresa Poem by Doug Ordunio

As the quiet rush of angel wings
Drew close upon my ear
The heat of the golden arrow
With fiery head
Enflamed my spirit

When it had pierced my heart
I demanded that he thrust it again and again
until the breath had disappeared
from my flesh

As I lay back with drooping mouth
Frozen in an ecstatic smile
There was a look in his glazed eye
As though he were also in the heights of heaven
The place where he had cast me

Who could I tell of this holy union?
Who would believe that this experience had been enjoyed
By the lowliest of God’s creatures?

Who could surmise the distances I traveled
In this matrimonial journey that conjoined me
With the hand of God?

I wanted to feel the dizzying heights
And subterranean depths of his soul.

But was God a he or a she?
I could not tell nor would I ever know.