Landscapes of Listening

Olivia Scott Flynn

 

Forrests made of moments to pay attention. 

Each tree, it’s own story. 

Another opportunity to be astonished.

The ocean flows in and out of conversation with earth’s oldest listeners.

Stories that have traveled beyond cartographies of silence.

Another opening. 

City streets. An auditory feast for the famished. 

To live among one another and our imperfect ways of being.

A sonic swell that fills the nooks between moments together.

The space between lovers. Fields of fiction and fantasy to devour. 

Depths of unknown resonance yet to be delighted in.

Could you ever believe the environments of understanding we have yet to inhabit.