The divine Sophia have I loved and sought from my youth,
I have desired her to be my spouse.
Ever have I loved her beauteous and radiant form.
Ever have I prayed that she might be sent to abide with me,
that she might work with me to the end
that I might know what I lacked
and what in me God would find acceptable.
And since she had ever known and understood,
had guided me in all my life’s activity,
I am persuaded that even after death she
will ever keep me safe,
wrapped securely in her watchful, constant love.
Giordano Bruno
