Secret of Solomon

Wisdom

She called aloud in earthly streets,
what She has taught shall never! thou forsake.
Concedes supremacy for those who keep
Her sacred nature. “Subjugate!” they speak,
but is Her mystery yet so opaque.

The Sea, The Earth, all that She bears transcends,
The Heavenly, supreme to shelter thee.
Into us—by divinity—dispensed;
the mystery pierced through in common sense;
will guide She us that after all we see!

She dwells in prudence; evermore
shall wave Her vesper cope in glace.
The sacred feminine from thence
will sheath our souls of human core.

In number: seven, pillars will arise,
the eye of reason doth break through the clouds!
in neat and lovely gown She will disguise,
in godly sounds Her teachings will reprise,
eternal will Her flame ignite throughout!

Long-lost-believed, a myth proclaimed, of age,
Her truth was snared in ancient mystery.
Esteem Her pow’r, our pain She can assuage!
Embrace Her honor, then She will engage
complacence on our globe, for history!

Minerva, evermore we shall applaud
Thy presence, given by our loving God.