Pillar of Salt and Wisdom

As Lot and his wife Left the city of Sodom Where gnosis flourished His wife heard Yaldabaoth’s wrath As the two lands burned Hearing the children crying Her heart made blood tears It ripped from top to bottom Hearing the calm call Of gnosis singing with joy Her soul remembered She looked back with a quick glance Before salty rain Became rivers on her face In an eye’s twinkling She turned into a pillar A pillar of salt A tower of white rock salt Through which her spirit Climbed up the stairs of wisdom All three thousand steps And climbed above the heavens And reached her first home With all those spirits who rose From the burning wrath From Sodom and Gomorrah Back below, her grave Her grand pillar of our faith Still stands as rock salt To be used as seasoning For the race of Seth A seasoning of wisdom To awaken all By her noble sacrifice Of love and gnosis So that we all may join her With all the angels In the Pleroma’s banquet Of dates and white grapes As Philip the Apostle Said to his students “May our complete offering Come with much sweet salt For we name Sophia salt Without her, no gift is sweet”