Before Thought Poem by Barry Middleton

before thought came
the word was spoken
but no one heard
so there was silence
amid colliding stars

only in summer
in its strain and heave
do I hear the wind
or glimpse sensations
of golden imaginings

before thought came
there was silence
but in that cold hush
I find a blessed note
of poetry and harmony

and I will have it thus
soft sounds at evening
tranquil soothing words
and gilded rhapsodies
that welcome sleep