Swami Vivekananda

(12 January 1863 - 4 July 1902 / Calcutta / India)

Kali The Mother


The stars are blotted out,
The clouds are covering clouds,
It is darkness vibrant, sonant.

In the roaring, whirling wind
Are the souls of a million lunatics
Just loose from the prison-house,
Wrenching trees by the roots,
Sweeping all from the path.

The sea has joined the fray,
And swirls up mountain-waves,
To reach the pitchy sky.
The flash of lurid light

Reveals on every side
A thousand, thousand shades
Of Death begrimed and black —
Scattering plagues and sorrows,

Dancing mad with joy,
Come, Mother, come!
For Terror is Thy name,
Death is in Thy breath,

And every shaking step
Destroys a world for e'er.
Thou 'Time', the All-Destroyer!
Come, O Mother, come!

Who dares misery love,
And hug the form of Death,
Dance in Destruction's dance,
To him the Mother comes.

Submitted: Sunday, May 03, 2009
Edited: Sunday, April 29, 2012

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This is a poem by Swamiji, written in Kashmir, on a houseboat on Dal Lake. After visiting the Kshir Bhavani Temple, he returned, in ecstasy, to the boat and wrote this.

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  • Rookie K. V. Venkataramana (5/23/2009 12:17:00 AM)

    'And every shaking step
    Destroys a world for e'er.'

    Swami, who had in fact realised Mother in his life, describes Mother's trait in a powerful language, (Report) Reply

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