Kali the Mother
권4 poem
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KALI THE MOTHER
The clouds are covering clouds,
In the roaring, whirling wind
Just loose from the prison-house,
Sweeping all from the path.
And swirls up mountain-waves,
The flash of lurid light
A thousand, thousand shades
Scattering plagues and sorrows,
Come, Mother, come!
Death is in Thy breath,
Destroys a world for e'er.
Come, O Mother, come!
And hug the form of Death,
To him the Mother comes.
텍스트 출처: 위키소스, 퍼블릭 도메인. 원래 출판사 아드바이타 아쉬라마.