thora

Kali Ma

Her eyes
Bloodshot with wrathful designs
End a chapter of my Akashic records
She is everything that this winter has ever wanted
I am Hers
An agent of change
With no concern for closure
She goes vengefully into crimson night
No happy ending shall come
Between me and my Goddess's sacred assignment!
I am an artist of instant transformations
Day to lustful eve
Indulgence to thirst
There's no turning back
It's a different kind of revolution
It's Hers and we are not needed
In the circle with a peace pipe, a plan and a prayer
She is Kali the Destroyer
The fire in the feminine
Blazing through stagnation
She is change
Intermittent yet unending
Eternal even in sleep
Through the three contented seasons

- Thora Zine