Indira Renganathan


A Flower To Auroville Mother-105 - Poem by Indira Renganathan

Tulsi, (Holy basil, Ocimum tenuiflorum)

Watch, o' hitherto flowers
Here comes She from Him
With providential prowess
And you all sing your hymn
She treats you all bound
And you all inhale hmm..

Such is Tulsi, her range
Ovate leaves perfuming
Toothed margins strange
Green or reddish calming
Sanity supremacy deified
Lakshmi, Krishna outrange

Clustered flora circling
On hearty bracts spiked
In wonder all whispering
As she ties you fastened
And treated you let not
Tulsi, away your gathering

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  • Rookie - 5 Points Mohammad Akmal Nazir (5/3/2011 3:03:00 AM)

    Great poem with a lot of wisdom. Wonderfully written. Great imagery.
    Fine poetics.
    A big...10
    Thanks for sharing.....
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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, May 3, 2011

Poem Edited: Wednesday, May 4, 2011


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