Thinking That

Thinking That

Perhaps
While you,
My Mystic Muse,
So graciously,
In words,
Adorn

The thought
Of being
 You,
As might our
Natures do,
One flower
And one thorn,

Please
Contemplate
Just this,
That hearing
Motions
In your heart,
The syllables
To sweep,

Just a thought,
Our windings
Sought
May then allow
Some hum
Harmonic oscillations
For our spirits
In the deep.