The Spiritual Hitch-Hiker Poem by Peter Hall

The Spiritual Hitch-Hiker



The spiritual hitch-hiker
Unaware of the Source within
Depending on the prayers of others
Always drifting from circumstance to problem.

The spiritual hitch-hiker
Unaware of the authority given
In constant fear
Of the coming storm
Afraid of the lack of shelter
Vulnerable in the open.

The spiritual hitch-hiker
Waiting for the external to be the answer
A victim of the the road
Without a licence to drive themself
Too busy going nowhere...

A van with plenty of room in the back
Offers a lift
The shining driver offers to carry the baggage
'Put it in the back, and leave it to me'
The driver then offers a sparkling drink
Offers the honeyed bread,
But the tourist struggles with the free gifts
Even tries to pay a fare
Then asks to be dropped off at the next landmark
The driver consents to the spiritual hitch-hiker.

Thursday, September 18, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: life
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A true story for many people.
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Peter Hall

Peter Hall

Sydney, Australia.
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