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Listen...
Can you hear these silently listening voices too?

Listening souls
old and yet not born
inside
outside resounding Earth's fertile proclamations

Present voices
remembered from communal past lively choices
personal, yet political,
economic,
yet politically ecological

Waiting for health,
usually patient,
underneath domestic inside sounds:
music
quiet steps
graceful and shuffling

Behind the running furnace,
humming refrigerator,
electric lights murmuring,
timers of more important waiting, then ringing, alarmed

All souls listening
before yet born
through long long gone before
and after timeless omnipresent now

Patient for our notice
for their ancestral turn
in communion's recycling microphone
outside life's active memory
of voices kind
generous as MotherTrees
nurturing nutrition
welcoming

A few more impatient
judgmental
disassociating
yet loyal
concerned
challenging
caustic
toxic angers
fears
festering hatreds
spoiling hope for quick and cheap consensus

Still silently invested, infested
all
together
in health listening
here
now
in this healing soul place
this communion's speaking time
for hearing
sharing
baring
wearing
caring
daring
occasionally too blaring
voices seeking harmonies
across space
in this full souled healing time.

Listen...
Can you hear them singing
ringing too?

This AllSouls Choir
speaking sacred star sounds
of secular past
predicting silent holy futures

Listening together
for what we have become
and to whom we hope to hear
non-sectarian together

Listen,
can you hear AllSoul voices too?

Hopeful
Faithful
Love
speaking graceful undertones
background sounds, tunes 
waiting tones
acting thrones
performing zones
adoring
declaring
marrying
divorcing
remorsing
amusing Voices listening
while others speak
resonantly peak
then fade
shade 
shadow

Souls listening yet
and not yet

Listening...
Can you hear us revolving too?
Spinning from non-violating here
toward actively sacred there...

Listening
for our anthem's well-souled turn
to give good and proper verse
voice
choice
to listen again
still
not yet
not yet quite fully heard

All souls listening
almost
together

Again
can you hear us
large and small
close and distant
short and tall?

Poured out
self-anointed
too late for shy doubt,
all viral souls

Listening, at last,
to hear you too
at fullest blast.
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