entering barda

~

sofia is brilliant she never fades

by those who love her she is readily

found

she anticipates those who desire her

by making herself known first

whoever gets up early to seek her

will have no trouble

but will find her sitting at the door

~

~

meditating on her is understanding

in its perfect form

and anyone keeping awake for her

will soon be free from care

for she herself searches everywhere

for those who are worthy of

her

benevolently appearing to them on

their ways

anticipating their every thought

for wisdom begins with the sincere

desire for instruction

care for instruction means loving

sofia

~

~

text by king solomon & elvis bojangles

art by kaleya at deviantart

& the strange design is by an anonymous artist

~

seeking sofia

~

by

solomon

&

bojangles

~

sofia is a spirit friendly

to humanity

though she will not let a

blasphemer’s words go

unpunished

~

her jealous ear overhears

everything

not even a murmur of complaint

escapes her

~

so beware of uttering frivolous

complaints

butler

restrain your tongue from finding

fault

even what is said in secret has

repercussions

& a lying mouth deals death to your

soul

~

blessed be ye

eunuch

whose hand

commits no crime

& who harbors no resentment

against her wisdoms

a special favor will be granted to

you for your loyalty

a most desirable portion in her

temple

~

~

origin:

the book of wisdom

jerusalem bible

art:

time machine minority media

mario837 deviantart

editor:

elvis bojangles

~

the little prayer of a wanna-be

~

footprint 89

~

holy mary,

cometh

cometh to

me

~

lady

‘de

guadalupe,

maketh me free

~

within

the

light

of the lord

~

within the flash

of his

double-edged

sword

~

cometh

oh lady

‘de

purity

~

cometh

cometh

oh do cometh

to sad old me

~

teach

me how

to

pray

~

how

to murder

and

slay

~

the evil one

in

us

all

~

oh

please

please

answer my call

~

mother of jesus

so

pure and

so shy

~

oh

please

please

appear in the sky

~

this desert sky

blue on

top o’ blue on

top o’ my head

~

or while

i’m

dream-

ing in bed

~

in the mist of

a cloud

in the mist

of a dream

~

let your sad

shy smile

upon

me beam

~

ap-

pear!

ap-

peeeeeeear

!

oh please

let

me know that

you heeeeeeear

~

the little prayer of

a wanna-be-monk

begging

to know that you’re near

deep desert blues

by rawclyde

!

http://deepdesertbluesiii.yolasite.com/trek-twenty-one.php

lamentations of sofia

by SharOn Alder

I have given them eyes to see,
And they have not seen.
I have given them ears to hear,
And they have not heard.
I have given them a mind to discern,
And they have not discerned
The ways of holiness.
I have given them a heart,
And they have not loved one another
Or the Holy Mother.

I have given them a bright star
To guide them to the Holy Land,
Yet they have wandered in the deserts
Of desire and despair.

And when they came to the Holy Land,
The Chosen Ones took with them
The ways of desecration and war.
The Chosen Ones defiled and laid waste
The holy cities, the holy temples,
The children, the mothers and the old ones.
The Chosen Ones defiled her holy daughters
And sacred land.

From their way, who has returned
To the ways of sanctity and holiness?

Who has prepared their hearts for her return?
Who has raised for her, her sacred temples?
Who has clothed and honored her sacred daughters?
Who has fed her little children?
Who has cared for the aged and the crippled?

Who has purged her Holy Land from the ways of war
And laid the sacred ground with the ways of peace?

Oh ye children of man, I say,
Prepare yourselves with fasting and with prayers.

For the lamentations of The Mother are great.

For her temples and beloved are naught,
And they see and behold her not.

~

art / clyde caldwell

~

editor / elvis bojangles

~

 source

  http://www.northernway.org/sophia.html

~

book

http://www.goodreads.com/book/show/88699.Sophia

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