Leave the Margin Wide by Keeper of Scrolls

[Pre-Chorus]
Then in the margin, in my smallest hand,
“Also, may he look at me like that?”
I laughed, and felt the whole page breathe;
sometimes the heart is brave enough to ask.

[Chorus]
Let love be wide enough for everyone,
and tender where our two hands meet.
Let what we mend become a living home,
let what we promise take root beneath our feet.
I want the sacred in the everyday,
the holy in the bread we break.
A world made kinder by the way we love—
and one soft glance I cannot fake.

[Verse 2]
I want the table stretched beyond its room,
more chairs than names we thought we knew;
I want the ones who came here carrying winter
to find a place that welcomes them in, too.
And when the hard days ask what we believe,
let patience be the answer that we give;
not perfect, not untouched by fear—
just choosing, side by side, to live.

[Pre-Chorus]
Then your hand reached for the cup I’d dropped,
your smile undid my careful plan.
The grandest wish was still unfolding;
the smallest one was where it began.

[Bridge]
I am the breath, and I am the ground;
I am the door when another is turned away.
You are the face that brings me back
from every grand design to this one day.
Together, not above the world,
but with our sleeves rolled up in it;
we make a little more room for grace
each time we choose to begin again.

[Call and Response]
[Lead] For every heart—
[Choir] Make room.
[Lead] For every home—
[Choir] Make room.
[Lead] For the love we build—
[Choir] Let it be true.
[Lead] And when you look my way—
[Choir] Let me look back, too.

[Final Chorus]
Let love be wide enough for everyone,
and tender where our two hands meet.
Let what we mend become a living home,
let what we promise take root beneath our feet.
I want the sacred in the everyday,
the holy in the bread we break.
A world made kinder by the way we love—
and your eyes finding mine, awake.

[Outro]
I fold the page and leave the margin wide.
There’s room for all of us inside.

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[Verse 1] I asked the universe for something sensible, then I scratched it out and wrote in gold, “I want a love that transforms the world as we’ve known it into the beauty of community consciousness for the One Self in all. I want the light of I AM THAT I AM to shine in what we build and what we give. Let it be as big as love can dream and as real as the life we get to live.” [Pre-Chorus] Then in the margin, in my smallest hand, “Also, may he look at me like that?” I laughed, and felt the whole page breathe; sometimes the heart is brave enough to ask. [Chorus] Let love be wide enough for everyone, and tender where our two hands meet. Let what we mend become a living home, let what we promise take root beneath our feet. I want the sacred in the everyday, the holy in the bread we break. A world made kinder by the way we love— and one soft glance I cannot fake. [Verse 2] I want the table stretched beyond its room, more chairs than names we thought we knew; I want the ones who came here carrying winter to find a place that welcomes them in, too. And when the hard days ask what we believe, let patience be the answer that we give; not perfect, not untouched by fear— just choosing, side by side, to live. [Pre-Chorus] Then your hand reached for the cup I’d dropped, your smile undid my careful plan. The grandest wish was still unfolding; the smallest one was where it began. [Chorus] Let love be wide enough for everyone, and tender where our two hands meet. Let what we mend become a living home, let what we promise take root beneath our feet. I want the sacred in the everyday, the holy in the bread we break. A world made kinder by the way we love— and one soft glance I cannot fake. [Bridge] I am the breath, and I am the ground; I am the door when another is turned away. You are the face that brings me back from every grand design to this one day. Together, not above the world, but with our sleeves rolled up in it; we make a little more room for grace each time we choose to begin again. [Call and Response] [Lead] For every heart— [Choir] Make room. [Lead] For every home— [Choir] Make room. [Lead] For the love we build— [Choir] Let it be true. [Lead] And when you look my way— [Choir] Let me look back, too. [Final Chorus] Let love be wide enough for everyone, and tender where our two hands meet. Let what we mend become a living home, let what we promise take root beneath our feet. I want the sacred in the everyday, the holy in the bread we break. A world made kinder by the way we love— and your eyes finding mine, awake. [Outro] I fold the page and leave the margin wide. There’s room for all of us inside.

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