What do you do?
When she rains tears,
The bloodshot clouds,
The wrinkled forehead
And the scars afresh
What do you do?
When little droplets fall,
Fall in abundance,
The tide rises, and
The thunder strikes
What do you do?
When you hold onto the Goddess
only to find hollowness inside
for none can fill the void, unleashing
the unseen that sets her apart.
Published in Daily Times, January 31st 2019.
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