Shakti moves in mysterious ways.
She is illusive until beckoned.
Then She illuminates the darkness.
Her tendrils of light reaching into the cracks and crevices where we hide.
She knows no boundaries.
She penetrates the deepest wounds.
Soothing the sorrow, healing the hurt, awaking the numbness.
Till there is only a peaceful presence emanating at the centre of existence.
Om Sri Shakti.