about face & faith

[daiwainscott]

I need you simple,
dear sand granule,
honest clay of earth,
an easy truth,
the discernment of
children,
the pride of the poor,
I need you like that,
my logic legalistic complexities
need you like the wind
straight forward and soothing,
no burning bush mysteries for me,
I understand your heart.
no brimstone babel speech,
your language is soft
everpresent and quite,
and I listen attentively.