Devi

Sphere of a sphereless space Shape of a shapeless grace Metre of a metreless race Rhythm of a rhythmless pace Wherefrom does this soul evolve Hey! Devi, in and around Thee revolve To life and death I resolve Sin and fear, off Thee absolve Black and dark Thee in glow White and bright Thee in flow Green and red Thee up grow Pink and blossom aroma Thee sow Timeless womb of myriad genesis Timeless tomb of final synthesis Monotheism in polytheistic thesis Devi, Devi of plentiful Devis Power of powerful pervasion universal Mother of finite multitude fertile Why not, why not o' bountiful I call Thee my karmic-goal The filthy void wide within mine Shackled devoid of pathos by grace Thine A zing of bliss then strikes me fine Mother! my ecstatic anthem in cosmic align!