so you who are to blame for all the world’s ills
you who dance in ever expanding spirals
turning the universe on a point
you who speak as if you are the world’s know-all
you whose smallest lapse becomes earth’s fault line
you who sweep the sea’s tides into our arms
you whose hair is a chaos of cunning
you who cut the layers of learning with your eye
you whose boat hides behind clouds or is starlit
you for whom we sing a never-ending cycle of song
you for whom the snakes and bees dance
your sacraments are our lives
your river is a necklace of ponds
you moon-carrier, sky-wanderer
no weapon is greater than you
notes
Sarasvatī is the Hindu goddess of knowledge, writing, music, art and wisdom. Her name comes from saras which can mean both speech and pooling water and vati, she who possesses.
kantha: means necklace.
(Meet Mago Contributor) Susan Hawthorne, Ph.D.
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