Have you every heard the singing of the stars? The frogs have. "Frog Singing" by Jeannette Armstrong.

You had to have
been there to know such joy,
fear intermingled, my limbs
tingling: ancient, mute.

Let the ash turn to gold now, Mother,
For the children of the future.

The well rising without sound,
the spring on a hillside,
the plowshare brimming through deep ground
everywhere in the field—