A Few Verses on Eternal Intelligence
The Icosahedron is One of the Five Platonic Solids
It sees but sees not
And listens with a detached ear,
And stands apart
From life’s incessant passion-calls.
It looks with an equal eye
On life and death,
And sees through both,
Unhurried march of immutable soul.
When all things end,
It still abides –
Alone, unborn, eternal one.
The above poem is reproduced from “The Theosophist” magazine, Adyar, India, September 1964 edition, p. 405.