Who can know a warrior
who is an eternal and undefeatable foe?
The male ego forces its way
while your laugh bends steel,
and melts my defences
with a single glance.
Entranced, wanting to be closer to Ka-li,
I crawl to Her feet;
She magnetizes and protects all sincere seekers.
You are the blood that courses through my veins,
the binder and the releaser.
Taking me beyond ancient myths,
the living, pulsating Light
leads me to the highest peak.
Few of your children will knock;
only the brave, crazy ones
who love your wild laugh and unbound hair
will scale the edge of sanity,
scrambling through the briar to find the graveyard
in which you expectantly wait, fierce and silent,
to ask in a shaky voice,
"Are you my mother?"
You are a lightning strike, a live wire.
When I approach I must remember
that this goddess is especially dreadful.
Do not take hold of Her unless She grabs you.
Yet, so protective and possessive
that nobody can get within a thousand miles
unless She wills it.
She is that BIG--
and I am safe, tightly held
in all six of Her weapon-clad, skull-adorned arms.
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