They Paint The Clay Statues Of Mother Kali In Two Colours Poem by Bijay Kant Dubey
They Paint The Clay Statues Of Mother Kali In Two Colours
Mother Kali looking blue-blue,
Bluish-bluish,
Shyama Kali.
Mother Kali dark black, pitch-dark
As dark as the dark night,
Dreadful and frightening.
Kali Kali, whatever be Her face,
The divine play of Hers,
She is but Mother, Mother Divine.
Ethnic, tribal, native and sociological,
She is the myth and mystery of the world,
The Creation Divine.
Tuesday, November 26, 2013
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