thus speaks Sophia

~

when the world was born

I came into being

before the centuries were made

I issued from the hand of God

~

~

God instilled me

into the initial multiple as

a force

of condensation & concentration

in me is seen that side of beings by which they are

joined as one

in me the fragrance that makes them hasten together

& leads them

freely and passionately

along their road to

unity

~

~

through me

all things have their movement

& are made to work as one

I am the beauty running through the world

to make it associate in ordered groups

the ideal held up before the world

to make it ascend

I am Wisdom

I am Sophia

I was the bond that held together the foundations

of the universe

~

~

I extend my being

into

the soul of the world

~

~

I am

the magnetic force of

the

universal presence

& the

ceaseless ripple of

its smile

~

~

I open

the door to

the whole heart

of creation

I am

the Gateway of the Earth

the Initiation

~

~

in me

the soul is at work

to sublimate the body

grace to divinize the soul

those who wish to be possessed by me

must change as I change

~

~

it is God

who awaits you

in me!

~

~

if

God

was able to emerge from himself

he had first to lay a pathway

of desire

before his feet

he had to spread before him

a sweet savor of beauty

It was then that he caused me to rise up

a luminous mist hanging over the abyss

between the earth & himself

that, in me, he might dwell

among you

~

~

lying

between

God & the earth

as a zone of mutual attraction

I draw them both together

in a passionate union

~

~

 I am

Wisdom

I am

Sophia

~

~

written by pierre teilhard de chardin

~

found at sophiafoundation.org

structure & a few strategic words edited

photo of azalea by helios alchemy

at deviantart.com

doll art poisondlucy13

deviantart.com

~

editor

elvis bojangles

~

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out to pasture

~

i have embraced

freedom

with grit

~

work

travel &

spit

~

loving

groveling

dry sand & wit

~

~

the time

has come

for relief & release

~

no more road

no more

grease

~

freedom has come

now it goes

out to pasture

~

its depart

in my heart

no longer a disaster

~

~

love peace & freedom

a trinity

true blue

~

highly regarded

by me, now

handed to you

~

at the end of

the line

looms the sign

~

slavery to

Sofia

only is mine

~

~

the wayward butler

elvis bojangles

alias

rawclyde

!

photos anonymous

~

A Road Mood

~

dancing with a dinosaur

~

Going To The Chapel Of Love

by Rawclyde !

~

The most beautiful

most ghoulish empress

on Earth

& I

so sly so wry

stood on the top

of a rock pinnacle so high

up there in the desert sky

her one thousand & one demonettes

so wily so crafty

could not answer why

~

Above the panoramic valley of death

swayed her & I

her hair a furious flag of glory

the hat on my head a miracle

that would not blow away

in the blow-torch wind that

scorched wounded & branded our souls

~

The view at our feet

shrank crucifixions & ghost towns

into nothing for nobody but ants

this wild escarpment of God stretched

around the planet & bumped

the back of the head as

we stood there

on the verge of slow dancing

but just holding hands instead

our eyes wide open to

truth

~

Clouds eye-balled by like

thick novels

their pages fluttering to the climax

in a matter of seconds

~

A passing eagle dropped a feather

into me’ lady’s other hand

the great bird snapped her wing

& was gone

~

Diana stuck her new eagle feather into my miracle hat

I became Chief Hopping Rabbit

but we still didn’t dance

~

We only stood there

quietly contemplating the journey before us

then I said to her

“Ready?”

~

She  squeezed my hand

we leaped into the void

ghosts

we floated upward…

~

text copyright Clyde Collins 2012

art copyright Boris Vallejo 1994

photo from short film “On New Years Eve”

~

“the future is not ours to see”

~

A Ghost Town Called Love

~

cloud shadow 31

.

Is your life

arm

n’ arm

with Freedom?

.

Have you

beat

to death

   ye olde Demon ~

.

Who enslaves

so much

of

   humankind ~

.

With an appetite

for poisons

that wreck the temple

of body n’ mind?

.

Well

well

my

   friend ~

.

Why

don’t

you

 bend?

.

Be a Cottonwood Tree

so free

below ‘dee

   Deep Desert sky ~

.

And

let

Idiot World

   pass you by…

.

Deep Desert Blues V