Up here I hear best listening in silence
There’s no air to form sounds in space
Yet you may field messages from other worlds
On this cold night sharp as daggers
Insects are chanting across the planet
Voices of a million species
Asking to be heard
Beyond baying truck horns
Screaming jet engines
Shouts of victorious citizens
Sifting the trash for food
Right now between my frozen eyes
My electric ears hear it all
Missiles skirting forests
Low, sonorous songs of stars
Intelligent frequencies far, far off
Life beyond this life