Listening Field

The Listening Field is calling me
to where I become
ear to other beings.
In this vibrating field
I settle myself, quiet myself,
open my listening.
In trust I wait
for whatever comes next.

First I hear crickets
singing with their feet.
After a while, grass?
A little laughing,  jostling,
as it grows up.
I am listening to my heartsong
chant: I will never forget you
I will never forsake you.

I am in the Listening Field
when a bare baby bird calls to me
from the sidewalk where it’s fallen.
I learn the Field requires
more than passive notice.
I am in the Listening Field when,
in the loving palm of the vet,
the baby bird lets go its life.

Being in the Listening Field
isn’t a habit I had or knew.
It’s unfamiliar, this reaching,
this intention to attend
to communication with other species.
Going there, practicing,
I start as hard-of-hearing,
to the singing that surrounds me.

All the other beings
have patiently been waiting
for us to shed our hubris and rejoin
the Earthling community now all at risk.
Our listening is essential,
they are ready to assist our shift.
We are urgently invited
to open to the Listening Field.

©Susa Silvermarie 2026

https://www.natureevolutionaries.com/the-listening-field 

Khumba’s elephant eye