The Meaning Of Intelligence Poem by David Levitas

To make the distinction between the Person and the Thing,
Discriminate in one's depths 'twixt blind force and the Ring
Of deafening Silence, that bears the fruits of Honesty,
The leaves of Chastity, the flowers of Purity, that hold
The wayward, broken flesh of man's Mortality
In willing, mutual vigour, compassionate Charity;
Is all we have Intelligence granted to us,
To swat illusion, scatter lies, to gather up trust.