(harmonium breathes; triangle shimmers; harpsichord flares)
From silence — a scream of stars,
from stars — a storm of breath.
I split the dark,
tongue of flame,
drums of bone,
blood in motion.
(cello hammers rhythm, voices layer in cycles)
Om Kali Ma —
Om destroyer, maker, mother of steel.
I drink the seconds,
swallow the suns,
the pulse beneath your pulse
is mine.
(voices fracture and reform; triangle pierces through)
Laughter becomes thunder,
hands become sky,
I am the end
that births the beginning.
(cello and harpsichord duel; harmonium sustains; triangle accents)
Spin, world —
spin into flame,
I wear the stars
around my neck.
(harmonium drone fades, triangle lingers, whispering voices overlap)
From ashes — the circle hums again.
