Manifesting Sophia Revision July 4 2016

Anchored to the sands of The River Babylon, I implored, logos. Comforted, on the river banks, she whispered her name, “Sophia.” Saying, "Summon" her. She will breathe. She will arise. She promises. Furthermore, In your loneliness, when you cry, listen internally undisturbed. In solitude, hear her, sense Sophia, you will know her, just because ~ The tinkling of fresh spring waters speak of her sound wisdoms. In the golden of butterfly wings her glories are witnessed. Her voice is an aria of vibrational beautiful moments. She will arise in your beliefs. Trust yourself. She is. Believe child. You must enter her peace, to know. She visits not the naysayers, waisted energy. She can not sojourn the dead. She can’t. The lifeless carry no spirit. Not aware. A child shall observe her silhouette. A waif has hopes, and aspires her. The sparks of fidelity are ignition. Speak, Sophia will sing and dance. Laugh, she came because you asked. Gnostic Christianity, and Sophia is The Holy Spirit, wisdom and feminine energy. ©2016 Bonnie Jennings. All Rights Reserved (re-write July 4th, 2016) No part of this poem may be used or reproduced, stored in a retrieval system, or transmitted in any way or form or by any means electronic, mechanical, recording, or otherwise without the written permission of the author.*