Radha, Krishna, and Kali are one reality.

[Guest guest]

Ma Kali,

you transform compassionately

into graceful Krishna,

surrounded by circles of ecstatic maidens,

lovers in the intimate embrace of timeless beauty.

Your manifestations are infinite, O Mother,

infinite the spiritual paths you generate.

Who can comprehend the fullness of your mystery?

 

Half your body assumes form as brilliant Radha,

most sublime adept on the path of love.

The other half appears as dark Krishna,

who is all-embracing love, free from duality.

You dance naked as fierce Goddess energy,

and then clad in Radha's charming sari.

As Kali, embodiment of freedom,

your black hair streams long and wild.

Then you appear wth queenly tresses

balanced on your head,

Krishna's flute of rapture

resting in your dark blue hands.

 

O Kali! O inconceivability!

Your burning glance of ecstasy

that drives Shiva mad with sheer abandon

now flows through the lovely eyes of Krishna.

That aspirants you awaken into profound longing

are milkmaids in the pastures of purest passion.

The terrible thunder of Kali's laughter

that causes heaven and earth to tremble

becomes a gentle cascade of melody

to the tender ears of Krishna's lovers.

The beautiful black Warrior Goddess who strides across

the sparkling universal ocean of blood

now splashes playfully as golden Rhada

In the crystal waters of River Jumna.

 

This poet laughs, lost in Mother's innate bliss,

her self luminous transformation:

"Ma! Ma! Ma!

In the open space beyond meditation

I glimpse your secret spontaneously.

Radha' Krishna, and Kali are one reality.

I have embraced you at last, Supreme Lady!"

 

Ramprasad.

[Guest guest]

Loved this poem.

And resonated deeply.

 

Indeed.

 

Thank you so much.

 

Bill Rishel