Indira Renganathan


A Flower To Auroville Mother-51


Football Lily(Blood Lily, Powderpuff Lily
Scadoxus multiflorus ssp., Haemanthus multiflorus)

Many are earthbound
Some are heavenbound
Like queen Nishagandhi
You too FootBall Lily

Descend to ascend shortly
Spiking bright graciously
Umbel-headed of blossoms
Awesomely in hundreds

Bulbous stemming solitary
Sunny for a week monitory
Aesthetic once in a year
Dormant rest of the year

Short-stalked leaves cease
Back to heaven when you race
Stored bulbs of your power
Await your flare by next year

Like queen Nishagandhi
You too FootBall Lily
Many are earthbound
Some are heavenbound

Submitted: Friday, December 24, 2010
Edited: Saturday, June 07, 2014

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