God's Need for Us
God’s Need for Us
It hangs sadly, like a hat on a hook,
In the tower above the ancient church.
One would think it would be content to
Just hang there like that. But it wants always
To leave itself and enter the churches
Of your ears. How it loves their cool naves,
Their simple sanctuaries. But it can’t
Leave itself by itself. It needs someone
To stand underneath it, looking up, then
Grab the rough rope in calloused hands.
In the same way does God need us.