Sapientia Poem by DM W

As night jostles
With its wayward stars,
Sapientia is sleeping.
Her dreams are as vast
As the universe and as bright
And tender as rainbows.

She awakens to a rose pink dawn.
She is beauty that never ages.
She is singular flame that never fades.
She is wisdom beyond mortal cares.
She is divinely feathered spirit that
Illuminates this fractured world.

With skin as white as alabaster;
With lips of rose red and teeth of pearl;
With eyes of pure light; hair of wood fire;
And firm throat of wide, golden valley

As wondrous as the moon and the sun,
All creation is inspired by her.
For she is the eternal feminine;
Beyond this fleeting veil of illusion.