by Reverend Stefanie Etzbach-Dale, copyright 2015
To open one’s heart to another
Is to risk having it shattered
Broken into pieces too scattered
Too jagged, to gather up alone.
To dream is to soar upon possibility.
And yet, unsupported?
Dreams easily plummet, shatter…
Hurling shards of regret in ALL directions.
We come to one another in community, each and every one us
Bearing the scars of our dreams and
Of our heart’s capacity
We come to one another
Holding precious fragments
Of life lived.
Of life yet to be lived.