in a multitude of dialects
the register that elephants grumble
the chirps and squeals, the slide of otters
Not just the song in human hearts
but one uncurling in the heart of ferns
pulsing in the swirl of bees, the sway of nests
whisper-lacing in the white fry of roots
root clasping root in dark soil crumble
fungus linking soft root hair melody
Above, stars sing, swinging in their patterns
below, molecules cluster and part
and in between, our voices rise
Sand hisses down the slope of dunes
Mice warble in the walls, calling to their partners
Whales pulse their symphonies across the sea
A chimpanzee cradles her child and pants a breath
A human mother cradles hers—la la la lala laha she sings
—Sarah Webb
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