'Kali Ma, To Your Feet I Bring This Love' Poem by WIN VENTURA

O Kali Ma, fierce and bright,
Mother of stars and endless night,
Today I offer food, not just for need-
But as a flower, a sacred deed.

Four came running, four hearts so true,
Each one carrying a spark of You,
With wagging tails and silent plea,
They led me to Your mystery.

The rice, this curd, this humble meal,
Carries more than what hands can feel.
It carries my heart, my wish my grace,
To light a smile on every face.

Let them eat with joy, Ma, let them know,
That even in silence, love can grow.
And if You walk among them, in fur and eye-
Then this, too is my lullaby.

Bless them, Mother, fierce and wild,
Bless me too-Your wandering child.
May I serve You in every bark and paw,
For in each soul, I see Your law.

By: - WIN VENTURA