Blues for Kali

You can call Her the Dark Mother
You could call Her the Mountain’s Daughter
You can call Her Whatever
Yes, she’ll sever your poor head
And then deliver up another
You know, matters may not get better
But they’ll be different all the same
For that chatter won’t really matter
And the matter won’t really mind
When you go off to leave all the Maya behind

For each day is a tango with death
Dancing true blue tempos
Among shadows and echoes
As simple as holding a breath
And then letting it go
Jai Ma Kali Nemo

She’s the midwife of mystery
Domain as far as any third eye can see
Bearing and tearing fragile realities
We’ve crossed the rubicon, it’s ride or die
There’s no unseeing it now, how the self is a lie
You can drink from the river but it will never be dry
This mortal plane’s a crazy game
We’re just playing at being you and me
It takes grace to face a Kali makeover
Hold still, you’ll get over whoever you were

For each day is a tango with death
Dancing true blue tempos
Among shadows and echoes
Simple as holding a breath
And then letting it go
Jai Ma Kali Namo

Recycling worn forms and spent energy
The snake is awake, it’s all Kundalini
Emanations from the Universe’s Yoni
Trillions of transitory stories
Changing faces places and names
Kali Durga Uma Parvati
Manifold incarnations of Devi and Shakti
Immersion and dispersion in a thundering sea
That which clings will surely be torn
But there’s nothing to mourn, we’re all Being reborn

Cause each day is a tango with death
Dancing true blue tempos
Among shadows and echoes
Simple as holding a breath
And then letting it go
Jai Ma Kali Namo

September 15, 2016. Category: Air Lift Underground, Word Jazz.

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