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Craig Louis Stehr | 06.22.2010
Poem of devotion to Kali, the dark warrior mother goddess of destruction, written by Sri Ramakrishna's disciple, Swami Vivekananda. Kali the Mother
The stars are blotted out, the clouds are covering clouds. It is darkness vibrant, sonant. In the roaring, whirling wind are the souls of a million lunatics Just loosed form the prison-house, wrenching trees by the roots, sweeping all from the path.
The sea has joined the fray, and swirls up mountain-waves to reach the pitchy sky. The flash of lurid light reveals on every side a thousand, thousand shades of Death, Begrimed and black--scattering plagues and sorrows, dancing mad with joy, Come Mother, come!
For Terror is Thy name, Death is in Thy breath, And every shaking step destroys a world for e'er. Thou 'Time', the All-destroyer! Come, O Mother, come!
Who dares misery love, and hug the form of Death, Dance in Destruction's dance To him the Mother comes.
--Swami Vivekananda
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