Sophia Speaks

Dear one, I carry the bouquet of transformation—

the colors of night, of snow, of blood, of gold.

I bestow and embody the spiral at the center of the rosebud,

 the spiral at the center of everything.

Dear one, I am ancient cypress and purple flower.

I am ocean in its deepest places. I am the cycle of the sky.

I am held together by life in the same breath I am holding together life.

I see with clarity. I am vaster than fear

but never disconnected from the pain of being.

I am the changer who leads all of life from pain toward Love.

I am wisdom, wild, whispering.

Everywhere kind—never pretending.

I know when and what to give.

I know when and what to take.

I am always.

(poem by Claire Coenen)