Dear Mother Kali
Thank you
For blessing me
With your loving child
For however long
And however short

And let me love her
How she needs
Not how I want

Be the guileless guide
The sail that meets her sea
For I am a missing piece
But to a different puzzle

Let me understand
I do not need to be
Congruent or aligned
There's a beauty in
The authentic blind

And though I do not fit
Let me meet life
Where it touches
And love from where I stand

As I meet life
Where it needs me
Not by ego design

For I am the Cathedral
That never got quite finished
Like they say
A work in progress

But just because there's
Gaps in the roof
It does not mean
On this sunny day
My Heart cant sing.

Oh, my sweet
summer child,
with your golden smile
and that glimmer in your eyes.

I admire you,
maybe even envy
your blinding sun,
that hurts my tired eyes.

Your sun-kissed
picture frame face
exudes such joviality
but at a pace

With undulating curls
that unfurl around
your shimmering face,
yet still hold place.

How does it feel
to be God’s favorite?
I wonder,
how you smile with such grace.

Under the blue sky, beneath the divine’s will,
Sorrow will fade, our soul will no longer be afraid.
By His light, fields of precious flowers will bloom within our soul.
And we will rise greater than ever,
Carrying the beauty of wondrous auroras and the strength of the skies.
For we are worthy of a million stars and gracious smiles.

In surrendering,  
Light breaks through the shadowed veil,  
Victory in grace.

It was never luck
It was written
With purpose
With love
And with unstoppable grace.