Discordant Explorations..! Poem by Vidya Pandarinath

Rare, lustrous metals are traced and sought,
Purified and shaped into desired forms;
Sleeping gems and valued stones are caught
In greedy hands, cut and ground to fany-norms;
Amiable woods are sliced, or crush-squeezed,
And carve-wounded for log, plank and perfume;
All such Nature-bound things are liftedandteased
To, destruction for pleasure, treasure and power-plume;
When The Creator retorts with wiping extremes,
How awkward and tiny man looks in his greed:
Scandalized, pricked and pinched out ofdreams!
How and when will he find the Balancing Creed..?
The Power of Order and Discipline, always on guard,
Makes good the foils, lapses and cracks of discord.