Goddess Kali, her name itself evokes fear
She is the epitome of time and change
She challenges every line defined
She wears her dark color as her pride
Her anger unleashed, she annihilates the demons
She is covered in skulls and justice is her jewel
She is a mother, protecting her children
In today’s world, with violence gaining hold
Will she emerge as a vanquisher to reinforce faith
in the good? Will She return? Only time will tell…
(c) Vijaya Gowrisankar
Love this.
Why? I have a personal affinity for Kali, despite having no cultural connection through my family.
So I see myself in the poem (teacher, martial artist, civil rights harridan). But I also see the return of Kali as in some way women like me unifying our strength into something fearsome, greater than ourselves, and effective at protecting the vulnerable.
Well done.