The Eavesdropper

Upon hearing the bellow of a frog,
wondering how many are perched on that log…
Woodpecker drumming against a tree
invoking on arboreal banshee…
A cool wind cuts through the heat like a hand.
What shy shenanigans does it have planned?
Twittering wrens are hidden in that wall.
What other entities will heed the call?
If the music is right, your soul answers.
But what is the original banter?

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