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