Out of flesh, bones, and blood,
Mixed with everyday experience,
And held together by the glue
Man's intellect has grown into
With its rules and objectives,
Structure and substance,
Having a life of its own.
The innumerable crystals of experience,
Would be a fabric of sense experiences
But for the mosaic of ideas
which intellect creates,
Enriching life, deciphering
Intellect works like a master
Selecting the materials, setting
them to a design,
With chosen tools,
And working with principles,
Testing the product with experience
for its quality.
Intellect endures while emotions
It has created brilliant dimensions
to human life.
The shimmering glow of intellect's
Dares, at times, nature's order,
The two, nature and mind, are
the protagonists in the
In whose duels hangs most of
the human destiny.
Mind misses many a time nature's
But understanding it is a never-ending
Almost raising man's level to
a grandeur rivaling nature's.