Four Commandments of Kâli Sapien

I command my shaking feet to get bound to the roots of every tree.
I command my meek voice to now howl from the lungs of thunder. 
I command my small hands to boldly grasp the essence of creation. 
I command all of me now to be fueled by the truth, more powerful than all mind-stories. 

For I am jumping off the ledge of smallness, 
without permission from time
and with the blessings of everything
pulling Reality into my Dream. 

For I have been summoned to serve,
Beckoned to lead, and it is time to
play all fires with flowers and
love all hate to defeat.

Self portrait in my bathroom, in my nightgown after I spent the waking hours of my day dancing in the rain in devotion to love and truth.