TO BE CALLED SOFIA

To be called Sofia

Is to look for the stars beyond the stars

To gaze upward—to an outward reality

Towards the vastness, the blackness, the forever coldness

And in deep space, find the tranquility to be

To be called Sofia

Is to know that without seeing the distant stars

Trust that they are there…

To touch their hidden, faraway brilliance one day

To be called Sofia

Is to recognize the Mother of All

By holding sanity in one hand

And madness in the other

Then to present to the world a Pathway of Reconciliation

To be called Sofia

Is to step outside the static drone of our motion

To welcome the Ec-static as the birth of a new reality

To be called Sofia

Is to gaze upward to the forever blackness

And to see an infinite multitude of white lights

Piercing tiny holes in cold, dark space

To be called Sofia

Is to know that light permeates even the coldest darkness

As the Mother of All Knowing holds her quiet, resting child to her breast

 (Written May 19, 2002)