She is the instigator of earth-shifting storms, warrior goddess of magic, and guardian of the dead. Her whirling skirts are tornadoes as she dances across the sky. I am thankful for her powers because she moves the junk that collects in my life so that I can be cleansed. She also reminds me that I should get around to cleaning anything I want to keep so that it is not moved for me.
I am reminded of Oya every time I hear this song (even though it's really about Durga, I think of Oya, too - I'll have to feature Durga next, I suppose), and so I had to look up a video of it to share.
Oh there is a murderess amongst us
Her love is a violent spiral
Hurling in upon us, conjured up
At the birth of the world
Durga is a dancer
Mindless questions find no answers
Slicing through the ether
Yeah she's gleaming like mother of pearl
Dirty little whirlwind
Commander, destroyer
I've found you
Dirty little whirlwind
I am pinned by the heat of your swirl
Dirty little whirlwind
Defender, controller
I found you
Dirty little whirlwind
Tangled up in the flesh of a girl
Oh you could curl me beside you
The spark in your eyes belies the apocalypse inside you
Twisting the pits from the particle
Skull can't save face
So shake the shame from it
Burn it up inside you
Let me churn in your furnace of whirl
Dirty little whirl wind
Defender, Destroyer
I found you
Dirty little whirl wind
I am pinned by the heat of your swirl
Dirty little whirl wind
Commander, Controller
I found you
Dirty little whirl wind
All caught up in the flesh of a girl
All that I ever wanted to be was destroyed at sea
hurricane rescued me salvaged calamity
All that I ever wanted to be was destroyed at sea
hurricane rescued me salvaged calamity
Do not delay we stood in place for it
Turn me up inside you
Up and into the heart of your whirl
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