I have been blessed with many things, but I need less.
I have too many books and plants and clothes.
No. I am not rich, but this stuff is in my way.
Like anchors crowding the deck of my ship.
I decided all this while I was sick.
That’s when the visions come.
I am trying to get somewhere, but must carry everything,
or pile it up in a wheelbarrow that keeps falling over because it is full.
As I lay in my bed, I thought of all those nice empty Amazon boxes,
perfect for hauling away too much past and too many presents.
Do not give me anything for Christmas….PLEASE.
What I really need is less.
These belongings are burdens.