The Divine Voice..! Poem by Vidya Pandarinath

In set forms and shapes in order,
In ordained expressions and gestures small,
Lies the real treasure of pleasure;
Conduct of restraint and discipline in normal measure
Words soft, clear and never so tall
Mark the ideal life well within the border.

If the mind could be all clear
About the actions, ideas and their choice
All pursuits hard and soft, or null
Find their traces and are rendered full;
And a timely, just and bold Voice
Is heard patting the back and calling you: "Dear"!