Sophia, God and the Oneness Solphia

I want to heal

I want my ancestors to visit me before I fall in my grave

Their smiling faces

Their knowing faces

Some look Vietnamese

Where did they come from?

The colors swirl connected to magnets in the sky

The sacred geometry dancing by the custard moon



Let’s reconcile

Let’s tear a hole in the britches of divinity

I smell the incense that cleanse the patches of earth that belong to us

I don’t want to fade

I don’t want to be less than a shadow

I want them to see me

I bleed for them

All of them

A thousand journeys and a thousand more

Until I get it right

Until my soul is at ease



The crickets, the frogs, the breeze that is my father

The distant thunder knocking in the sky

A whistle of a bird that does not have a name

I know this, do not be afraid

I only fear myself

And where do I leave her behind?

I fail if I don’t fail

I succeed if I accept

I take too many steps

And sometimes not enough



They are here now

In the trees

I see their faces

The divinity of the spaces between

It is a resting place

I am face down on the dried leaves

My fingers caress the damp earth

I don’t know where it starts and where I end

There is no end

Only the eternal loop

Back to the sky

And fall to the dirt

Sophia and God and the Oneness

Inside

Close your eyes

So you can see