Supreme Director Poem by Tirupathi Chandrupatla

Early morning
Here are the flowers
I offer You
Please accept them.

New blossoms I picked
Before the bees arrived
Repeatedly chanting Your name
Kindly receive them.

Some flowers I kept loose
Some I made into a garland
Some I left on the bushes
To let them grow their kind.

These are not just flowers
But tender words emanated
From deep inside me
I place these verses
At Your lotus feet
You the Supreme Director.