O Wisdom,
flowing from the mouth of the Most High;
reaching far and wide,
disposing of all things sweetly and mightily.
Come teach us the way of prudence.
Sofia, beautiful - skin deep;
heart deep; blood deep; gut deep.
The beauty of a crone; shining wisdom;
flowing compassion; crafting prudence.
Sofia, midwife of hope; knowing beyond; seeing within.
Tasting the humours on her tongue;
ferric blood; salty tears.
Sofia, counting the quickening in her heartbeat;
Holding the moon in her embrace;
Calling Hope in her song.
O, Come...O, Come.
wordinthehand2012
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