Honouring Calls Of Intelligence Poem by Kiran Pillai

Start moving intelligently. From the heart
The call comes for intelligence.
Maybe a little disobedience even.
To just move to the original heart that I am.

The call is to move intelligently. Yet with trust
In God we trust. So I have heard a lot.
How really does disobedience and God come?
What could be the movement to the heart.

A call comes to reach the heart and live here.
Do I really know what is right and what is not.
Am I in corruption or am I not?
Do I have the discrimination that calls for?

The call comes to move to intelligence.
Am I really aware to be intelligent? Am I mature?
Do I really know what is required and what is what?
I feel I know a little. Is that too little after all?

The call comes to live a little intelligently.
Can I risk taking some shots in life? Do I know?
Am I really on to make some moves in life after all?
Do I really know what is required in life now?

The call comes to move intelligently.
A fear tugs at my heart. I may not know the world.
But, do the ones who move know the world?
Am I rich enough with experience to take risks?

The call comes to move intelligently.
I am ready to honour such a call. Let us see.
Maybe this is all you need for intelligent.
Do I feel I have knowledge and discrimination?