The wind blows wherever it pleases.
But you cannot tell where it is going.
All success or failure ceases.
Our fate to a close is meandering.

I suddenly in sleep felt a profound joy.
It was as if I now had nothing , almost humiliated.
And in this nothingness at last knew real joy.
All those things like reputation only temporarily  rented.

It was a sense of complete freedom.
Possessions make for little happiness.
It seemed I had finally paid my ransom.
I had never before felt this calmness.

Then I started to wake up.
And all the worries started up.

……

Winds blow as they please
From whence they come or they go
We just do not know

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See John 3 : 7-15