A Flower To Auroville Mother 26 Poem by Indira Renganathan

Poovarasampoo (Indian tulip tree, Portia tree
Thespesia populnea)

Who decreed that you're the king
Deny but would I say the queen
Lissome petals yours for flimsy fluttering
Crumple even in gentle breeze pretty as seen

So motherly your maroon eye much beckoning
While crooning, bole of your medicinal gene
Fissured trunk patterns for a rhythmic drumming
Leafy hearts shaping up a supportive scene

Who decreed that you're the king..Poovarasu
Deny but would I say the queen..Poovarasi