Jun 28
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Apportioned Intelligence
Poetry — Daily Poetry for The Master of Works #10
An apportioned Intelligence works in the burning depths,
An indivisible Whole as if divided seems:
It marshals mind and heart and soul
Into flames of rapture of the Immortal.
It grows out of a seed into a branching tree
And bears limbs and graces of a flowering body.
This apportioned Intelligence is the Seed of Life;
By Life it grows from Mind to Supermind beyond belief.
