Strides Of Beauty...! Poem by Vidya Pandarinath

Hailing words trumpet a victory aloud
Power, pelf and love go with looks proud
Backed with a comely bearing and stand
Nothing wins a glory so neat and grand !
The journey has many roads but one goal


The spirit of life dwells in the mind's sanctum
As Truth, Goodness and Beauty wholesome;
Mere beauty is like a lively flower of charm,
Sweet smelling yet full of venom and harm,
Or futile and void, fit to be dispelled as trash

True it is that beauty is what it does: marvel
But the soul always seeks a full greater spell
The inherent verity and goodness of being,
A resource to every weak and needy thing
Lends the real power to a thing of beauty.

Kindness and grace are the quint- essence
Of a real, memorable, noble existence;
Corporal forms are lost, and get rotten
As everything ends and is, for sure, forgotten
Only the good things beauty does, live after it.