4. MAHAKALI

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O Mother-Fire!

thy storm-eyed ken

Tortures my eyeless fate.

Before me shine all wonder-ways

Of thy immortal Gate.

The face of rapture thy stroke unveils.

Matchless for ever Thou art

To make us reach the Peak unknown,

The One’s all-embracing Heart.

The fount of Power at thy Feet abides.

Thy cosmic dance of Noon

Throws fast on earth the nectar-floods

Of snow-white fire-pure Moon. ```

From:Sri Chinmoy,Flame-Waves, Sri Aurobindo Ashram, 1955
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