I want to be plain,
\nto be still.
\nI want the rain to be rain,
\nlight to be light.
\nI want no sound from the wood,
\nno echoes ringing from the wall.
\nBe simple, be pure, without ribbons.
\nI want to be plain.
\nTo be water,
\nto see only footprints in the sand,
\nto listen to a lake\u2019s heartache.<\/p>\n
I want to be plain,
\nwithout adornment.
\nTo say only what needs to be said,
\nno shadows,
\nonly things in themselves,
\nand then go on.
\nI want to look at the past
\nand leave trouble there.
\nLook to the future,
\nand see only the edge of dawn,
\nwhere the cliff ends,
\nwhere nothing falls or shatters.
\nJust the simple things.<\/p>\n
Look at me, beloved,
\nand see only my eyes.
\nForget the trails and valleys
\nof my face,
\nthe little frown in my mouth,
\nthe gray dust in my hair
\nfrom old ceilings.
\nSee me as I once was,
\nan open heart to the sky.
\nI love you that way.<\/p>\n
I see only the first time
\nyou opened your door,
\na woman who was beginning.
\nWho had no coat.
\nWhose eyes were clear as a lake.
\nWhose voice carried the meaning
\nof its own sweetness.
\nI want to be plain.
\nI want to know you again.
\nI want you to enter
\nthe door of my life,
\nlike spring following winter.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
I want to be plain, to be still. I want the rain to be rain, light to be light. I want no sound from the…<\/p>\n