We make this bread
We make this bread in brokenness
and tentatively mould its form.
But life within creates, unseen,
a greater whole.
We bake this bread in hopefulness,
and wonder at the mystery
as fusing seed and rising yeast
commune as one.
We break this bread in faithfulness:
then eat and find ourselves renewed.
Bread for the world, work of our hands,
and blessed by God.
We ache for bread enough to share
with all whose hearts and hope are cold;
but ‘til that day when love flies free
God must send us.
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