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| Mysteries of the Night The embers in the grate fade to a glimmer. I pray to be dreamed by something larger than myself. Kali-Ma arrives, wild. ferocious, dipped in blood. In this moment, I sing to the Beloved, to the mysteries of the night. Ma, make me strong. Ma, make me fearless. Ma, keep me free, Ma, may I not faint from sorrow. I keep the Mary light burning. 14 lines Dark Goddes Tarot--XVI-Destruction--Kali--Destruction can be slow and grinding as well as violent and sudden. Get on with it and get out from under or be dust. Prompt: title of poem Mysteries of the Night |