Tuesday, February 17, 2015

Ishaan's Rendezvous with Goddess Kali

Ishaan, my little one, turned 6 months cuter. It was time to baptize him as per the Hindu rituals.
We took him to a Goddess temple, nearby. This is what happened after..

Majestically she stands

Carved in Stone,

with Vermillion on forehead.

Rock hard, heartless,

With 8 hands, donning

8 different weapons,

To battle and defeat

The evil.

It seems, her heart

is carved with diamond,

Never meant to melt.

Seated on a lioness,

Majestically she watches..

Blood of the demon,

Trickles through her tongue,

She, The RudraKAli,

Prachandika!

Glancing the fiery Goddess,

Ishaan my Lil son

Screams and wails.

I wonder, how a mother

Can Be so ferocious.

As I laid my son

At her Holy feet,

Her eyes, which spew fire,

Inclined now, with traces

Of Nurture, love and care.

I could see her bosoms

Ooze out love.

Ishaan now smiles

At the mother Goddess,

As The Rudrakali

Now transformed to Mother Yashoda,
Yashoda, the Mother of Lord Krishna.

Lucky, is My
Ishaan, My Krishna,

As he is blessed by her.

She, the lotus-eyed,

Consort of Lord Venkataramana.

PS: Image courtesy Google and AJ's personal collections.

This poem is featured in Writer's Ezine magazine in the May 2015 issue. Also, I am glad to share my happiness with all my blog readers. This poem has won the Exceptional Poetry award for the May 2015 issue.