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.

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