Lost in the dough
this swirling bread rising
like the ebb and flow of time
spent waiting slowly at full speed
what seems to transpire motionlessly
is a busy community silently at work
benefiting me without knowing
just as I do the same
in return for them
feeding and
kneading
bringing
the sugar
of life blossoming
the sweetness of labors
lavished in loving communion
making the bread we will break
and the toast we will share here
in another new moment that
offers thanks for giving
what comes naturally
to hands too busy
that take time
anyway
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