Gauri, Kali The fair one, the dark one Bedecked in silks naked body bedecked with skulls flowers and jewels taken from demons dark hair tied in a long lovely plait her wild hair hangs all about her Jagatmaata-Mother of the World The Fierce One-Destroyer of Evil Feminine grace personified Feminine Power in all its glory her kindness assures her countenance strikes fear Calm and peace in the hearts of evil doers She uses the primal energy To nurture, to create To destroy, to cleanse Some days I’m like her On other days like her On most days I’m both