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Always Blissful Mother
by Kamlalakanta Chakrabarti

Mother, you’re always blissful.
You charmed destructive Shiva,
you dance in your own joy,
and clap your hands to keep time.
O Elemental, Eternal One!
Your form is empty space,
yet the moon adorns your brow.
Where did you get your garland of severed heads,
before the universe came into being?
You are the operator,
and we nothing but machines
that run by your rule.
We stay where you put us,
and say what you make us say.
Cursing you, O Destructive One,
restless Kamlalakanta says:
With the sword in your hand
you’ve slaughtered my faith
together with my disbelief.

OM JAI KALI MA

(Source: sex-death-rebirth, via fuckyeahshiva)

peaceloveandtea:

an unusual depictio, but beautiful all the same… if anyone knows anything more about this, let me know.

 Om Jai Kali Ma!

singingbowls:

om kali ma! jai kali ma!

(Source: singingbowls)

Om Jai Kali Ma

(Source: singingbowls)

O small self, you are a sparkling fish
at play in the ocean of consciousness,
and your life is swiftly coming to its end.
Death will skim above you and throw its sharp net.
You will not be protected by your watery world,
for selfish actions have kept you in the shallows.

The fisherman’s fatal net will surround you suddenly,
Why do you remain so near the surface of relative existence
where Death is granted its fishing grounds?
Yet there is still time.
Leave the dangerous shoreline, mundane mind,
and plunge into the silent produndity,
the black waters of Mother Kali’s mystery.

-Ramprasad

Though my mind
wanders everywhere
I am not to blame.
Goddess Kali, You are the brilliant Magician,
and I am Your sleight of hand.
I dance as Mother dances through me.

Mysterious Kali, you manifest
as the virtuous practice of religion
and as wild, rebellious action.
This is your secret, your universal play.

You alone are fertile earth and flowing waters,
and you are the conscious energy behind the universe.
You are burning love experienced by lovers
and calm illumination in the hearts of sages.
This oneness is revealed by Shiva,
your intimate consort, O Wisdom Mother,
who is plunged into luminous rapture
by the touch of your dancing feet.   

Mother alone manifests light and darkness,
delight and despair,
as esoteric scriptures of the Goddess make clear.
Inebriated by Her mystery,
this poet lover weeps and sings:
“The thread of my life is spun
on the cosmic spinning wheel
of action and reaction.
Mad with the bliss of oneness,
Ma Kali and Her consort, Absolute Reality,
weave innumerable lives, magic threads on a single loom,
causing them to enact spontaneously
the wonderful dream-play of the universe.”

-Ramprasad

amaaaaaaaaaaazing depiction of Mother Kali by Bacchi Devi

all my secrets
at Thy feet
O Mother
drink me up

OM JAI KALI MA

Bhavatarani (“Redeemer of the Universe”, an epithet of Kali Ma) by Devon Sharon