Kairos of Kali Ma
Dark and alluring, she stands in my third eye—
foot extended, with ankle turned to form
the corner of a right angle;
this is the omnipresent beginning.
With the fluent bend of her knee, she steps,
creating the first fold in time,
her arms take many forms, moving
in and out, assembling a knot
as she enters and reenters the ego, ever-
arriving, ascending the lattice of herself.
She is the Fourth, devourer of Kronos
and every expanse—where I end, she dances.
©Rachelle Edwards 2022