In Search of Sophia

I went to find the lady bright,

Who whispers stars into the night.

She wears the moon upon her hair,

And walks with love just everywhere.

She hides in books with secret words,

She sings with trees, she speaks with birds.

She draws with fire upon the sky,

And teaches raindrops how to cry.

I found her dancing on the breeze,

Hiding deep in honeybees.

She told me, “Wisdom’s not so far

It lives right where your questions are.”

She touched my heart, and there it glowed,

A light upon, this lake I rowed.

She said, “Be kind, and brave, and true

And little one, I’ll walk with you.”

Now when I wonder where she went,

I feel but fleeting sweetened scent.

Yet when I dream, she takes my hand

And shows me love and promiseland.

Hermit King