Sometimes I Think

Sometimes I think of Thee, Mother
and words flow forth in rhyme

as if in meditative peace
to punctuate the time

But then I see that Thee, Mother
need nought to break that Flow

I see that what is happening
is just from me and so

Its then I know that Thee, Mother
Commune best wordlessly

So now I’ll think no more in words
but seek Thee thoughtlessly ~