Open Eyes to Hear

for Selene's Synesthesia contest

At sunrise

closed my eyes to see

the world of sound

Cardinal calls out "Ether Ether"

blue water appears

ripples

expands

swirls

becomes a tree of many branches

ancient bark patterns moving

"Ether Ether"

again, the rippling waters

this time condensing into a face

I see eyes staring back at me

ancient face

eyes full of wisdom

"Ether Ether"

blue waters

a single eye approaches

engulfs

surrounds

darkness

I open my eyes

 

At the setting of the sun

I reach out

touch the leaves

smell earthy scents

hear quiet voices

plants speak quickly

words flashing by

so many expressions

noise buzzing

like children

crying out to be heard

speaking faster and faster

louder and louder

I get dizzy

 

At night

open eyes to hear

stars speak

whispers

secrets spoken slowly

long drawn out syllables

humming

sacred sound

"ohm"

universe sings

when I look at the stars

Author's Note

http://www.writerscafe.org/contests/Synsthesia~CrossWiring-Senses/13930/

Reviews

[Laughing-Bear]

My Dear Writing Friend Desert Dreamer,
Your poem was sucked into my soul like water is into parched ground. After reading your poem the first thought I had was of nine-eleven. For all the shocking and unspeakable horrible things that befell the world that day, there was for me a ray of light that few were able to hear and see. Living remote but always under the flight paths of the jumbo jet, when all were grounded for the first time ever I basked in just the sounds of nature.
I prayed when I ask the Great Mystery, “Oh Great Father was this what it was like before the invasion of society noise on your creation? Was this what my Grandfathers relished with their ears? When animal herds beyond number roamed and flocks of your winged creations, so thick the sky would be darkened by them were thriving? Was this what it was like in Deep Time? Oh Great Father thank you for the silence of society and the song of your creation.”
If one will find the quiet spots, sit with eyes closed; they will hear the sounds of Deep Time. And if they keep silent they will begin to hear a melody. They will then begin to see with their soul a vivid world so breathtaking in beauty and wonderment that time will appear to stand still. Then the answers they seek will be spoken to them. They will see with their ears and when they finally open their eyes, their eyes will be able to listen. The question becomes are they brave enough to put away the noise pollution around them and meet the creation and its voice.
An excellent poem painted with vibrant words from your soul on the canvas of ours.

Blessings, Laughing-Bear

[Beautifully Tragic xPoe..]

Beautifully written. I can imagine everything you're describing in every line. Great write!

[Bare Bohemian]

I like hearing through your eyes. ;)

[ScaryTrees]

This makes me feel like going out in to the woods.
Sometimes if yo keep your mind very quiet you can become a part of something greater.
nice words
well done

[Poetic Beauty]

The imagery in this piece is stunning. I can picture eyes closed listening to all the sounds around us and opening your eyes to hear the illumination of the stars at night. This is a great write.

[Ed Hart]

this is about three times lovely, my dear