Indira Renganathan


A Flower To Auroville Mother-100


Scarlet Cordia(Cordia sebestena)
Beach Cordia(Cordia subcordata)

Who's elder, who's younger
I don't know for certain
Who's taller, who's shorter
Sure I know for certain

Beach Cordia, so what if
On short trunk you are
But with orange motif
Sheeny leaved you are

With tiny pregnant fruits
Ambience is so enriched
With your orangy clusters
Immense peace bewitched

Ah, only moderately tall
ScarletCordia, yet true
Tubular clusters enthrall
Flowered with scarlet hue

Spring and summer toned
Orange lot more darkened
More with fruits charming
More with them as scenting

Submitted: Saturday, February 26, 2011

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