The Timeless Teresa's Poem by George Samuel

Up with the Teresa's,
Trades at the rosary plazas,
Words for word's gone bye,
For life is given, soon would fly,
Leaving little, living titles cry.

Counting stones at the Teresa's,
Precious zones in white ropes dressers,
Doing redemption circles,
By fingers, kneeling for penance,
If it may be given at once.

Anointed mother Teresa,
Let down your holy parcel upon our mass,
The flowing oil divine,
Body for bread, blood for wine!
Into our Lords sanctuary refine.

Footprints of mother Teresa,
Part of all holy sisters,
Backing away from the glitter of this world,
Steadfastly minded till rapture unfold,
And receiving a medal for saints who are bold.