Biker Healer

Driving all night
On long distance roads
The biker healer
Stares into the eyes
Of silent souls

He ponders the secrets
Of darkness falling
And stirs the feelings
Of vibrating beings
Who carry backpacks
And breathe with every step

I know the biker healer
He once stopped to cure
My vagrant pain
And departed again
In the falling rain

With sentient sight
And soulful touch
The medicine he shares
Offers rare suggestions
Of movement and auric light

The biker healer
Rides at midday
Signals at the interchange
And regains his speed
Merging with the eternal way

He carries provisions and supplies
Without markers or signs
Across vast spaces
On a long distance road
To an awakening dawn

copyright 2010 A. Mandlsohn