In the sacred dawn of existence’s first sigh,
From the Vedic hymns, Shakti – a force did rise.
An eternal feminine, powerful and wise,
Mother Goddess, with universe in her eyes.
From the heart of the Nile, to Grecian isles,
Her names were many, her forms versatile.
Isis of Egypt, with her protective guise,
Athena of Greece, with her owlish eyes.
In Sumer, as Inanna, she’d soar and dive,
Commanding the heavens, making Earth alive.
Through eons and ages, her tales comprise,
Stories of love, sacrifice, and ties.
Nurturer, supporter, the cosmic spine,
Her dance is the rhythm, her voice the chime.
She’s the caretaker, the sacred rhyme,
In every corner, in every clime.
Eternal feminine, she wears no disguise,
In her embrace, the universe lies.
From birth to death, in her arms we fly,
Mother Goddess, the endless sky.
In her, all opposites reconcile and bind,
Darkness and light, body and mind.
Giver of life, to her we’re all aligned,
A force ancient, and yet, forever young and kind.
So, here we stand, under her vast dome,
For in the heart of the goddess, we find our home.
A tribute to her, in this humble tome,
To the eternal feminine, from whom all wonders come.