Extol Your Own Glory, A Collage Poem, by Jennifer Angelina Petro

Extol Your Own Glory

A Collage Poem

By

Jennifer Angelina Petro

 

 

Let whatever be the path

be the path.

One may wander a long time

for the good of the world.

 

Arise from conviction, full power,

steadfast—beguile the doubts—

smear their foreheads with red saffron.

 

The core of everything,

the bliss of the self,

the spark of goodness encircled by bees—

these are undivided in the divine madness

of your desire to taste the soul.

 

Killing and death are everywhere.

The tusk of the boar is near.

Extol your own glory,

be the proof of the wish,

enjoy the sweetness,

forsake no one.

The dust of your holy feet

rises as you go.

 

 

 

 

Using words and phrases found in the book: “The Thousand Names of the Divine Mother,” by Sri Lalita Sahasranama, along with my own.

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