{"id":1769,"date":"2009-05-20T22:04:22","date_gmt":"2009-05-20T16:34:22","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/e.amritapuri.org\/blogs\/?p=1769"},"modified":"2009-05-21T12:47:45","modified_gmt":"2009-05-21T07:17:45","slug":"the-enchantress","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/e.amritapuri.org\/blogs\/2009\/1769\/","title":{"rendered":"The Enchantress"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>Oh! Kali,\u00a0 you are hiding in the greenness of\u00a0 trees ,<br \/>\nin the fragrance of flowers<br \/>\nmerged in the\u00a0 brown earth holding your children close<br \/>\nI see you in the pure white\u00a0 falling snow,<br \/>\nin the new beginnings of\u00a0 the misty mornings..<br \/>\nyou come around in\u00a0 the warm rays of the morning sun,<br \/>\nfloating in the\u00a0 soothing mid-day breeze,<br \/>\nthen rose\u00a0\u00a0 into the expanse of blue\u00a0 sky<br \/>\nreminding us\u00a0 to follow you\u00a0 to\u00a0 freedom<br \/>\nI saw you in the setting sun..<br \/>\nOh! Kali, filling all\u00a0 directions&#8230;<br \/>\nwith your\u00a0 magic of twilight..<br \/>\nI saw you hiding in me<br \/>\nYou enchantress..<\/p>\n<p>You came out of the layers to peek at me..<br \/>\nTo say \u201cno\u201d don\u2019t , when I twist in pain..<br \/>\nOr did you take the tremor for<br \/>\nThis child of yours , my mother..<br \/>\nNow I know your secret you Kali..<\/p>\n<p>You can\u2019t keep playing &#8230;<br \/>\nWhen your child is in pain<br \/>\nYou Ocean of love&#8230;<br \/>\nWhy don\u2019t\u00a0 you come out and play with me sometimes<br \/>\nTill you teach me to\u00a0 climb up to\u00a0 your hiding place..<br \/>\nThen I promise\u00a0 I won\u2019t cry anymore..<\/p>\n<p>&#8211; Bindu Krishna<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Oh! Kali,\u00a0 you are hiding in the greenness of\u00a0 trees , in the fragrance of flowers merged in the\u00a0 brown earth holding your children close I see you in the pure white\u00a0 falling snow, in the new beginnings of\u00a0 the misty mornings.. you come around in\u00a0 the warm rays of the morning sun, floating in [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_monsterinsights_skip_tracking":false,"_monsterinsights_sitenote_active":false,"_monsterinsights_sitenote_note":"","_monsterinsights_sitenote_category":0,"ngg_post_thumbnail":0,"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paid_content":false,"footnotes":""},"categories":[33],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-1769","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-poems"],"jetpack_featured_media_url":"","jetpack_sharing_enabled":true,"jetpack_likes_enabled":true,"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/e.amritapuri.org\/blogs\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1769","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/e.amritapuri.org\/blogs\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/e.amritapuri.org\/blogs\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/e.amritapuri.org\/blogs\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/e.amritapuri.org\/blogs\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=1769"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/e.amritapuri.org\/blogs\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1769\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/e.amritapuri.org\/blogs\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=1769"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/e.amritapuri.org\/blogs\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=1769"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/e.amritapuri.org\/blogs\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=1769"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}