By Sharon St Joan
Magic bird of flames
And waterfalls,
Where now have you gone?
Fled,
Into the mists
Of the night
Into the deep, green forests,
From where you first arose,
Lingering,
Among the kanchi trees
In the winds that only the starlight
Sees
The echo
Of your song calls
Among the leaves radiant
Until
Even when the echo falls silent,
Your feathers green and red
Glimmer still
In the blueness
Of dawn,
Kamakshi, mystery known by many names,
Mother of the darkness,
And the light,
Where have you gone?
Into the farthest woods of being
Where none can ever follow.
Now only the graceful deer stand alone
In the meadow
Where their toes
Shone
Silver in the grass singing,
Singing.
Written March 11, 2016
Photo: Sharon St Joan
© 2016, Sharon St Joan