A Flower To Auroville Mother-80

My garden is lighted
So is my mind delighted
There you Golden Torch
On rhizome's clutch
Hither thither lantern
Lighting the way certain
Leaves sided alternate
Erect you rise accurate
Rich in soil rich much
Bracts or flowers such?
Based on maroon or red
Red or yellow splashed
Proud bracts prime hued
Next sepals in green-gold
Rachis and pedicel too done
In green-yellow-red heaven
O'Heliconia Golden Torch
In your bliss ever on march

poem by Indira Renganathan
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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