With the hands folded
To the Dark Element
And brooding about
Not sure of
Something conjured upon
The mind’s plane.
The Dark Leg
Ankletted
Stood before
And thereafter the Dark Divine,
The Dark Form of the Motherly Divine,
Mother Kali in a Dark Form,
The Dark Goddess,
The Dark Divine
Testing through supernatural presence.
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