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 ~