Bakula Poem by Indira Renganathan

O'Bakula, Bakula
Tell me
Your secrecy why sri Krishna
His Bansuri played under your canopy
Whilst you shedding your drizzles
Gathered the cows in gentle breeze
Tell me
St.Sambandar why under your shade
To marry assured Sangili Nachiar
Whilst you murmuring in gentle sway
Played concealed Shiva in your shadiness
Tell me
Temple lords all choose why you
In tranquility seated by your side
Tri-faceted turned why even Lord Muruga
At Elangi in your courtship importunate
Tell me
Your medicament exercised why to luxuriate
Usage of barks, flowers, fruits all yours why
Prized ethereal your gardenia why
Blossoms yours laced into laurels why
O'Bakula, Bakula
Look, handful mine your aromatic blossoms
To open up here truth of your heavenliness
Sunny-tiny, their celestiality wafting fragrance
Speaketh of trees five of providence

'Sandhanam, Mandharam, Karpagam, Parijatham
With Devatharu their evil fate suffered
Be out of demonism sought they to Shiva
Blessed then into one Bakula tree all five

Up His words seated at Thiruvotriyur
Shiva in shadiness beneath the Bakula tree'
O'Bakula, Bakula
Firmament so is your mother factual