Alive Unseen Poem by Steven Webster

Seems to me I'm wading into waters
Once un-traveled
Don't know why
Down a long and ancient river
To a place where the horizon
Meets the sky
Searching out a destination
Although I know it
I have never been
A piece of silent real estate
In a long forgotten sea of rolling green

Alive unseen
Think you'd better
Run from me
And these eyes

Waited all my life for someone
Just like you
Who I could call a friend
Someone to walk the dusty road
And name the Ghosts on every
Grain of sand
Sand that shimmers brightly
In a line tied to the stars
Then you and me
But these stones that pass
For headlights
Don't connect or intersect
Our scenery

Alive unseen
Think you'd better
Run from me
And these eyes
Don't believe
That I'll ever
Quite relieve
This quiet fear

It's the weight of the world on our shoulders
It's the weight of our history pressing down

Seems to me I'm wading into waters
Often traveled, never known
I looked in the mirror one Saturday to
Realize that I was not alone