Baptism with Kali

she rocks me
she rolls me,

she dips me
way down
under...

in the quiet
in the deep;

an oceanic baptism
in primordial shakti;
ancient
eternal
effervescent
holographic
language
of life

eyes wide open,
eyes wide shut,
heart a burning flame
rendered speechless
drunk on surrender...

the portals are open:

in
and in
and in;

until in
is out...

formlessness
form,

being
becoming

my hair strands
act as antenaae;
broadcasting
receiving
an electric prayer
that travels over land
and sea

my gaze,
even in the depths
of darkness,
fixed on Shiva's
unwavering embrace...

in this opulent solitude,
the hunger of my belonging
is nourished

my fellow traveler
queen grace;
wrapped in a cloak
of dripping
amber honey,

with her crown
of shimmering
snakeskins...

oh, how came I
to travel so far
in the blink of an eye;
to fall upon your doorstep
and recognize it
as my own?

I am you
burning inside myself...

with each breath;

I fall,
to rise
with yet another
offering of love...

sacred thread words & image © Heather Rhodes at  Studio Petronella
model: jane
written during kali sadhana with Awakening Women Institute