Kali in the west

I guess you never really know her --
‘cause the goddess ain't a shower -- she’s a sower
greenling grower, wheel within a whirring mower
she's drought, rain shower,
flash of power,
pins-and-needles midnight hour

more often than naught,
she’s bloom,
blossom,
rot --
she’s catcher
and caught

summer sun, the sweet starlight
harvest, bounty, appetite
egg and feather,
nest and flight
fall leaves alight
acorns, snowdrop
winter white
icy wood wrapped thick with night
hunger picking bones to gnaw
root and jaw,
antler, paw,
blood red and raw --
and luck
and law

her crimson claw,
the yawning maw.
frost, bite
spring thaw