Funencumbered, Blowing In God's Wind~~~ Poem by Chuy Amante

I remember reading in the Christian Bible
that Yeshua told a rich man to sell all his stuff...

I thought that meant that one must
get out of the money world
to follow the Master...

Now I see it differently

God's wind is always blowing
and all are invited to be a kite,
or dust, or leaves, or candy wrappers
or a skiff or a yacht or...? ? ?

When one is tied down
with all their physical SH-TUFF,
how can one sail away in God's wind?

Perhaps humility
and being light as a feather
are key to being carried in the wind of God~~~

Whose plan is better,
mine or the Divine?
I plan for water,
God always delivers wine! ! !

That I may be free and open,
available for God~