4. MAHAKALI

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.
Sri Chinmoy, Flame Waves, Sri Aurobindo Ashram, 1955