I am tying on your hand this Raksha, with which the most powerful and generous King Bali himself was bound; O Raksha, don't go away; don’t go away. Yena baddho balee raajaa daanavendro mahaabalah; Tena twaam anubadhnaami rakshey maa chala maa chala
Kali is naked reality. She is the feminine reality. This simpleminded lover of truth calls her my Mother, my Mother, because she is the inexhaustible affection who never neglects her children, no matter how heedless or rebellious they may be.