Instinct and the wisdom of intuition: A poem 

How often do we wonder what makes each of us so distinct 

Can we be judicious or do we fall prey to baser instinct 

That memories of past lives form the basis of our beliefs 

It is for us to judge what is good and what ills we relive 

That as we wander amid life’s challenges we are armed with the grey 

To shine the light through ourselves we must let conscience hold sway 

To rein in instincts and seek mastery over self is the only peerless way 

No matter the difficulties they entail, this is success begotten each day 

For shrewdness in the material should not be at the cost of purity in the spiritual 

Because morality, integrity and contriteness make for what is eternally vital 

To use our instincts selfishly is to be unfortunately short-sighted 

How we gain in one lifetime is not how our eventual fates are decided 

Astuteness is not in garnering windfalls that are only too temporary 

It is in percipient goodness that we clamber on to God’s territory 

Let the wisdom of intuition help us perceive with perspicacity 

That mortal benefits do not take us far when it comes to divine perpetuity