Have You Heard?
Dark is beautiful,
What it is dark, let it be,
Unravel them not.
What it is dark, let it be,
Let it be,
Dark s dark,
Darker the myths of the world.
You Come, Come... (A Drift Towards Shyama Sangeet)
You come, come and go seeing,
Seeing the face,
The Face of the Mother,
The Mother, Mother Divine,
In whom is embedded
Our tales of birth and death,
The Vishwalila
That we see it,
Glimpse it through.
You come, come and go, go seeing
The Mother,
The Mother Divine,
Coem, come and go, go seeing
The Play, the Play of the Divine,
How the Rupa, the Rupa of the Mother,
Mother Kali
Showing the Vishwalila
Through Her Third Eye!
Kali Is Dark, Dark You, Dark The Creation
Kali is dark,
Dark you,
Dark the Creation,
The myths of the world.
Dark daughter,
Dark the myths of the world,
Which I cannot unravel them,
Dark the Creation
Shrouded in mystery.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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