Get The Trees Wedded, Be Blessed - Poem by Indira Renganathan
Carrying on with the wedded dolls
Once all were we kids
Had we any to disclose
The dolls to wed reasons?
What the reason sparrow marries crow
Pongal blessings we how borrow
Just tradition that custom perpetuates
Logic have we any to discourse?
And drive the drought wedded the donkeys
Thrive by the thought myriad ways
Why they taught old years' sentiments
Do ask we our immeasurable doubts?
Laugh off and shirk, don't we?
Yet get the trees three wedded
Sure we be blessed
Peepul to neem, peepul to banyan
Ceremony like man and woman conjoin
Matters not who to whom the matrimony
Spin around the trees breathing in the air free
Myth doeth guide us warded off evil
Lores fill with babies women fertile
And thank then the air the neem
Purifies, consecrates to gleem
True, this and that of the tree whole
Fit with humans properties medicinal
Born under the shade of a banyan
Like Krishna kids celestial in sworn
Root to top of banyan
Help cleansing toe to head pollution
Tree of wisdom the peepul
Envisioned the sages aerial
Curative qualities peepul's natural
Enlightened Buddhas many on earth eternal
Plant them, grow them friends
A pharmacy of nature in abundance
Get them wedded; Their myths and lores..
Let be; Let be too their medicinal scores
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