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VxPoem ID: 10213
Category:
myth_legend
Posted: March 8th. 2005 3:42:30 PM
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Durga
by Grey Willow
Age Group: Adult
Mother dressed in red
riding upon the lion of strength
goes forth in to battle
to save the world
The lords of the universe have called upon you
the great and terrible general of armies
has thrown them from their thrones
down to grovel in the dust at his feet
The Gods have no power to stop him
Gods have lent her their weapons
From Shiva his trident
From Vishnu his conch
From Brahma his pot of blessed water
the others have robed you and armed you
with all the powers of creation
and destruction
As you race ahead to meet your foe
the bull headed one that does not listen
the one who has made the world cry in pain
Flowers spring up behind you on the path
The demon lord Mahisa struts in front of you
snorting his foul breath to the stars
dizzying them so they fall
You smile a terrible smile at his arrogance
Sword clashes against shield,
spear against buckler
Your eyes gentle and bright as a thousand suns
meet his darker than the blackest abyss
Weapon to weapon
you strive against one another
Your arrows pierce his thick skin
red rain smokes into the ground
With the blessed water you splash him
it steams angrily against his hide
Mahisa bellows in pain, his horns raking the skies
sliding back, his hooves carve valleys
in the stone bones of the Earth
Changing forms he seeks to escape you
As a man he raises his spear again
you, o powerful and gentle Mother,
bat it playfully to the left with a brush of your hand
Turning into an elephant
stronger than the stars
he ropes his massive trunk
around your blessed mount's neck
Your beautiful eyes darken in anger
Fight me! Do not harm others smaller than you!
Raising your dusky arm to the sky
You set the divine conch to your lotus bud lips
The triumphant tone
of a thousand heralding trumpets
spreads across the cosmos as a new dawn
unfolding like a velvet rose
Mahisa shifts back to man
holding his ears in pain
he crumples to the ground
You bend down to pick him up
Enraged he slashes at you with his sword
Smiling serenely, you bring him to his feet
Grinning evilly, he swings again
Your shield blocks the blow
shattering sword into fine slivers of glass
casting it aside as rain
As you bring your husband's trident down
Heart is pierced,
Eyes finally open
Looking on you with love
the love of a lost child finding
Mother after so long
Blood flows in rivers
red, sliding down his chest
As you gentle Mother gather him
softly to your breast
The glow is released from him
that fought the tide for so long
Hugging him close, it flows into you
your blinded child is back with you
The cosmos springs into bloom
and raises a glad cry
Salutations to the Mother
Reverence to Durga
Savior to the three worlds
You smile o, Mother
at reclaiming another of your lost children
at the restoration of the balance
and shed a tear at what's been done
The Gods come to bless you
thanking you for the work only you could do
consoling you for the work that you had to
sad because they could not do more
You raise a hand blessing them in return
for they are your children as well,
and promise to come
when they need you again
Author's Notes: This poem is based off of a myth about Durga, the warrior goddess. Mahisa is a demon that personifies the stubborness and blindness within us all. She kills that within us, restoring us to balance.
Blessed Be,
Grey Willow
Author's Location: Anchorage, Alaska
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