Hitchhiking

Proverbs 20:27 

27 The spirit of a man is the lamp of the Lord,
Searching all the inner depths of his heart.

 

Hitchhiking on life’s path in hunger for attention

Am I just ignored waving with both arms?

All are rolling slow and fast caught in their dimension

Some are just bored ignoring all alarms

 

From thinking of self I now start observing

Forgetting why I am here standing at the road

Little now to tell as we seem to be deserving

our self-made sphere while carrying our load

 

I guess I am now both ... the moving and the frozen

My outer in one place and my inner somewhere else

Hiding in some clothes as I am overdosing

One with the expression on the face ... the other in search of doing well

 

Jan Wienen

 

This poem is about: 
Me

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