Hymn to Kaali
(Cold Dead Fire)

Have you seen the woman all made of smoke?
A breath passed, She disappears at the grasp
of your eyes

Have you found the smell of a cold dead fire?
What once was here – It disappeared before you came
on the scene

Have you tried to fill the ocean full up
with sand? It disappears from your hand
beneath the waves

You cannot see. You cannot talk.
The ocean roars. You cannot walk
Within the womb : the perfect form of emptiness

Doom
Om Dhum
Dhumavati Ma
Jaya Swaha

Have you looked in the eyes of the goddess that dies
To see your face? It disappears without a trace
Into absence

Have you seen the woman with the heart of smoke?
Don’t even ask : she disappears at the grasp
of your mind