Kali: Goddess of Time and Change
©2013, Olan L. Smith
Through dimmest illumination a dazzling smile
Graced her features, a deluge
Of trust falls and balmy waters of July
Covers us with liquid bliss;
Her touch―flower petals upon flesh,
A rose without thorns is her embrace;
Her flowing hair tickles my face
As she lay her head upon my chest;
Her soothing voice pierces the veil of realms,
Two worlds open wide as she declares,
"It has been a thousand life times since
We last kissed, touch my lips and follow
Me. I arise from my body
And stride between spheres where worlds
Amass in a surreal abode where people are
People but unlike us they live in peace.
People greet us as royals calling me
Their king and her their queen, as we wander
The avenues of love a lion approaches
Her and bows low. She offers her hand.
I oblige and together we straddle the lion
To traverse athwart the kingdom with authority, no entity
Challenges or impedes our progress as she
Make all things new with her breath.
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Older Poems from the Pen of Olan L. Smith
PoetryThis collection is a gathering of most of my older poems, both published and unpublished, making it easier to find my poetry.
