My Kuruvinda,

                                 ...and in Her hands ( might )

She splayed thier legs
and let lightning

strike them

And as the thunder
rolled between thier chests

they felt the glaring

fire and their endless limbs

past the climbing hills of thought

and the shyness sunken in valleys

To rubies held under flesh
in their scarlet garden
unattached to preference
as the Hands of God

weigh heaven and earth


.