Listening In The Silence

my ears feel hot
vulnerable
that which was not allowed
might come in
the shouting, the abuse, the pain
the warmth brings memories long forgotten
my heart beat slows
I covered my ears
so I couldn’t see
hearing is seeing
I feel the nausea

the birds fly through me
in the hollow log of the void
the twittering is inexorably mixed with me
all part of the same hum
boundless timeless spaceless
vibrations
resonances
the dance

deep deep deep
beyond my visible ear
I hear Mother earths vibration
like a deep buzzing

I see the dark mountainside
I hear her call
I hear the lights twinkling
and the smoke rising

I hear the sunset closing
the shadows move across the land
the pink-orange vibrations
the water’s ripples
the trees thinking
the hum of my bones

I hear the eucalyptus calling me
toning in the dreamtime
celestial messages to the seven sisters
I hear the didgeridoo
within the dreamtime of the tree

my ears hurt again
and I hear
that which was unheard
unknown

the lights twinkle
resonate with the trees
calling
every sound passes through me
and burns my ears
like a 1000 year old water wheel
moving again
to unfamiliar music