An Ode To Mother Kali

Dark and fierce She wears her pose, but Light and compassion is Her real core – Dusky Mother. The skulls She wears are neither human nor of demon, but Of countless Egos slain and Souls freed – Enlightening Mother. The blood she drinks is not to quench her thirst, but to Save the world, from blood-sprouting evil - Warrior Mother. Spouse nor beloved that She tramples down, but Unwelcome male dominance she crushes to dust – Undomesticated Mother. Nose rings she deems noose to her freedom; Wanders She, the worlds, eternally untamed – Uncontrolled Mother. She is the creation. She is destruction. She is timeless and She is the time – Eternal Mother. She projects the universes, and the delusion of many, but Expects Her children to discover the unity and attain liberation – Loving Mother. Mantra and Tantra may lead to Her boons, but Love and surrender are shortcut to Her heart – Merciful Mother. We are She and She is us, but It is our ignorance that makes Her She, and us we. Through Love, meditation and surrender, let us become Her and She be us – Kali Mother.