Spoken Thoughts

Always unleash the power of thought;
for words are such feeble expressions;
deep in the mind; the power of ought;
words are such poor confessions;

Words are silent shadows of thought;
thoughts affirm what’s deep inside;
words, whispering what they brought;
but depth of meaning, they hide.

Words are shadows of thoughts behind;
and though they won’t pass away;
it’s only by thoughts, are words defined;
for, thoughts are what words convey.

Even while words speak of devotions;
thoughts on my mind tend to wander;
thought responds; mind numbing explosions;
and all words are blown asunder.

Thought; the foundation of all there is;
words; its bricks and mortar;
each and every word is His;
life is simply His water.

The river of life rains down on all;
his words teach us to learn;
even our death is simply his call;
commanding our imminent return.

Consciousness is thought at its core;
the I Am, speaking what’s to become;
all his words, relate much more;
Thought; and Creation are One.