A Flower To Auroville Mother-105

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

poem by Indira Renganathan
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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