imagining your beauty before me
at last your cool nutritive form squishes these closed places apart
your inner riches
falling before the ready seeker
dreaming to return to you
dying to wake up in your heavenly bone-crushing embrace
how will this I know it has died by your mercy
by what weapon will this clever head find itself lobbed off
if these eyes have wept their final tear
if this pounding chest has longed after its last heartache of separation
your glory will be revealed to this well-worn husk
yearning
Ma Ma Kali...Ma
take from me all that is not free..
Durga Ma Kali Ma..
darkness like the night..
burning eyes of light..
Oh have mercy on me Ma.
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