The Living Ghost

One moment within,

One moment without,

Facing faces of life,

Greeting the faceless,

Swimming within noise,

Drowning in silence,

The screams unheard,

Have never been born,

For what is recorded,

Has never before been,

For we live in the current,

Swimming a river of lives,

And those before us,

We can never see,

Those to come after,

We can see them born,

We cannot all be seen,

Within the river at once,

As time creates a barrier,

For our minds to understand,

For though we are all here,

This un-seeable division,

Masks those not in the now,

And with one tiny slip,

You have fallen through,

The barrier on both sides,

Silence is your friend,

In a world without voice,

No faces to be found,

Except within a glimpse,

Sleeping in the night,

Seen by startled eyes,

Trembling hand reaching,

Switches on the light,

Barrier in full force,

You disappear from sight,

Appearing before another,

Who sees right through,

You try to speak,

And nothing comes,

Your silent screams,

Remain in your lungs,

Shocked from sleeping,

You arise awake,

For it was a dream,

Or could it be?

For God holds us,

Within his hand,

A balance of physics,

For look at your feet,

On what they stand,

Mostly empty space,

Subatomic particles,

Just holding hands…