The Pond at Night: Frogs keeping the gentlest time

Edwin Marsh

A pond after dark settles into a rhythm all its own, one call answered by another until the whole night breathes in time. This is a slow walk to the water's edge: the layered chorus of frogs near and far, the pauses that feel like held breath, the way sound seems to ripple outward and fold back in. Gentle, patient, and steady enough to carry you toward sleep.