The Spirit blows where it will
We do not know where it comes from
or where it is going, yet we can feel it
all around us: in one moment
a cool breeze that helps us catch our breath
as we close our eyes and relax in peace,
while in the next moment
a strong gale blows away the
dust of illusion from the corners of our lives.
At some points, when we have long trimmed
our sails and have grown accustomed to
the direction our life is going,
the great wind blows down upon us,
and through shielded and surprised eyes
we realize that we have been moved to
a different course we did not expect
and would have never chosen for ourselves.
The Spirit blows where it will–and it will.
And it has.