dearly beloved we are gathered here today to celebrate the
miracle of belonging and the grace of disagreement passionate raised voices and
the tension in our bodies as we find the edges of what we believe stretches the
skin of questions we hold near and dear to us or carry in our pockets full of
faith or doubt where we place our hands inside the wounds of another and hold
the fear of it in our mouths and swallow it down until we are full and can wait
no longer for the new beginning forced into being through pain and the hope of
a secret remaining a secret and forgiveness a cloak that covers all things day
or night until tomorrow is a promise and not a dream
here is my silence
before the celebration
i will wait for you
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