Ohh Sophia, why do you hide your face from men.
Many have sacrificed everything, just to behold your fair beauty,
And drink from your golden chalice but you flee from them all the time.
You attract and reveal yourself only to men,
Who genuinely seek truth in the inwards of their hearts.
For you are not like scarlet, your younger sister, whose talent is to enslave.
She prostitutes herself to all men. Engaging their purple colored eyes,
To all sorts of pleasure, that leads to sorrow.
Blinding them to see truth, only with their bleeding purple eyes.
Make haste fairest of them all, for I long for you.
For your sister, strives to enchant me with her magic.
I invite you to my bedchamber, where we may commune in quite bliss,
And drink from your golden chalice of truth.
Ohh what a great union in holy matrimony it is to be with you.
I beseech you Sophia, fairest of all women,
To never leave my side, for in you is length of days,
Peace of mind, joy ever lasting.
For I am yours and you are mine,
Now and forever.