Bread

Broken poured out
  for you
given freely

The marks on the bread
  show the story
broken we come

With all our frail self
  not in strength
in surrender

To serve, like him
  to love
all the scars

Every vulnerable place
  given up
poured out in grace

Nothing we can do
  just receive
and give

Sweet surrender 
  of our lives
into one another

A merging of grace
  of what has been
what will be