Branches crack and fall.
cleans the trees
of winter weight.
Let the wind ride through you.
Open your mouth:
Let the spring wind blow every word
down the alleys and into the fields.
Let loose your dead wood.
Bloom small in the mud.
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The Rev. Kendra Ford is minister of the First Unitarian Universalist Society of Exeter, New Hampshire.
The first time, I emerged merely breathless, wet, and cold.
Retaining our humanity
We can become a more spiritually resilient faith.
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