Indira Renganathan


Symbol Moon-2


Great mother earth's pregnant beaming
Silvery of the blue moon bubbling
Vaisakha or Vaikasi it be revelling
Asterism of Visaka as up hiking

Great mother earth's birthed a divine incarnate
Six-headed, twelve-handed to disincarnate
Demon- trice and all evil corporate
Tropical night while enlightened to celebrate

Great mother earth's pregnant more beaming
Silvery more of the blue moon bubbling
As prophesied the providence yet more birthing
Argent terra-ball fledged more of moonlit shining

Great mother earth's birthed Buddha the great
And Nammalvar with Visaka to relate
Together with Shanmukha all divine incarnate
Under Vaikasi-moon's auspice Visaka to reverberate

Submitted: Tuesday, June 17, 2008
Edited: Tuesday, June 17, 2008

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