Treasure Island

Indira Renganathan


A Flower To Auroville Mother-101


Neelambal(Blue water lily,
Nymphaea nouchali)
Vellambal(neytarkilanku,
Nilofar, Romanian White
Nymphaea alba)
SivappuAlli(Red Water Lily,
Nymphaea rubra)


All Alli as known here
Common yet so special
Lot more special here
But Neelambal especial

Adorable white for Vaani
All red for ornate Laxmi
And for whom is Neelambal
But to Shiva in special

Many petaled red or rose
Rubra round-leaved toothed
Wide leaved and fan-veined
Alba white yellow-stamened

Notable Neelambal beautiful
Broad-leaved veins notched
Blue-petal-charisma eyeful
Soft centre yellow-torched

Natural is no flora trivial
All Allis are so spiritual
So much so also medicinal
That is the pride celestial

Submitted: Saturday, February 26, 2011

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