Exaltation of Wisdom

On the first day, have i wandered in solitude
in the likeness of the Hermit, i have encountered
a pheasant that crossed my way. Before the dusk
i made my way Home.

On the third day, have i wandered in solitude
in the likeness of the Hermit, far from Home,
as i contemplated the nature of Regnum, a figure
of a woman stood before me in the infinite light
of AIN SOF AUR. She spoke to me: "Be blessed",
and i responded: "Be blessed thee, Wisdom, who is
trifold blessed". She did not utter a word
anymore, but stood in all her glory. I gazed upon
her likeness, this is what i have seen:

Her head was full of wavy brown hair and her face
was of undescribable beauty. Her eyes seemed to
reflect all truths, and her lips appeared like
she was to sing the greatest hymn of all.
In her seductive, pulchritudinous body,
ample breast and strong hips, enshrouded in a 
white, almost translucent robe, i discovered the
nature of Pulchra Sophia, who ruleth upon Love
and Pure Lust, hate and spite, and all the
emotion for she was the ruler of Emotional Wisdom
Yet in her presence dominates the feeling of
immense desire and infinite love, and all impure
lust and other feelings born of Ignorance
dissipate.
In her delicate hands she held a sword and a pen.
The sword, which she bore in her left hand was
made of the finest iron, which gave it
extraordinary Strength. On it were complex floral
patterns, and engraved passage which read:
"AM IHVH LA ISHMR EIR
SHVA SHKD SHVMR".
The hilt of the sword bore a picture of an Ox.
In this sword i discovered the nature of
Magna Sophia, the wisdom of a king and a peasant
alike. She ruleth upon justice and craftsmanship
and all Practical, daily life wisdom. In her 
presence no mason lays a brick wrong, no smith
destroys his sword, and no housewife shall let
fire in her hearth go out.
In her right hand she bore an unexceptional pen.
A pen, like one that is a tool of a scribe who
wrote a thousand words, and will write thousand
more. This pen did not stand out of ordinary by
even a bit. But the lack of uniqueness allowed
me to see in it the nature of Sancta Sophia,
she who ruleth all that is written, those who
write and teach, those who read and learn.
She ruleth upon all students and all teachers,
upon scribe and reader, artist and economist,
librarian and a book, a pen and ink, and of all
she ruleth upon the art of writing.

As the light began to blind me too much, i took
my eyes off her, but when i turned my head back
to further contemplate her presence, she hath
already disappeared. I stood in awe, and words
have flown out of my mouth, like a song of her
lips. I have said this:

Wisdom of trifold nature!
May Thou be thrice blessed,
May Thou be exalted,
Rule upon thy domain,
And enlighten our way,
Which the Fate hath marked,
for us to walk in our life.
May Pulchra Sophia rule upon
beauty for all eons,
May Magna Sophia rule upon
justice for all eons,
May Sancta Sophia rule upon
knowledge for all eons.
May thou be keen on unionizing
with Regnum,
just as vir couples with virgo
to further the magnum opus of
creation
for those who exalt thee.

After that revelation, i went back to my dwelling
and laid in bed, for the dusk had fallen.