Manifesting Sophia

Manifesting Sophia (Revised 2016)





Anchored to the sands of The River of Babylon, I implored 

There on the river banks, she whispered her name, Sophia 

“Summon her. She will breathe.”

In your loneliness, when you cry, hear.

In solitude, listen, sense Sophia, you will know her.

Tinkling of fresh spring waters speaks of her

In the golden of butterfly wings her glory is witnessed 

Her voice is an aria of vibrational beauty in antiquities 

As elodious as bumble bees making honey 

She will arise in your beliefs 


She visits not the ‘naysayers .’

She can not sojourn the dead. 

The lifeless carry no spirit 

A child shall observe her silhouette. 

Even a waif has hopes.

The sparks of fidelity are her ignition.

Speak, and Sophia will sing

Laugh, as she came, because you asked 




©2016 Bonnie Jennings All Rights Reserved

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Manifesting Sophia

Standing next to The Rivers of Babylon we prayed.

I told you to whisper, Sophia, and there on the banks edge,

She will breathe.

In your loneliness, you will cry,

In solitude, you shall find her.

Standing, by the fresh spring waters,

Her voice, will arise new,

Believe, child. 

Unless you know, she won’t come.

She cannot sojourn the dead,

Not, without your certain, hope. 

Only, in the voice filled with life,

Shall she manifest.

The lifeless carry no spirit. 

The initiator needs the spark.

Speak, and Sophia will sing.

Listen, and her song, you will hear.

Smile when you know.

She came because you asked. 

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