What draws me to the pond at night

Here's the answer Robin Walls Kimmerer gives in Gather Moss.  The question she poses earlier in the chapter goes something like this: "What has called the peepers to come to this pond on this day [to mate]?  What has called me here?"  I love that question.... suggesting that we are at the will of the same natural forces that the frogs are.  

“I think it is this that it is this that draws me to the pond on a night in April, bearing witness to puhpowee. Tadpoles and spores, egg and sperm, mind and yours, mosses and peepers - we are all connected by our common understanding of the calls filling the night at the start of spring. It is the wordless voice of longing that resonates within us, the longing to continue, to participate in the sacred life of the world. ”

    ― Robin Wall Kimmerer, Gathering Moss: A Natural and Cultural History of Mosses

And

“What is it that brings me here to stand like a rock in this river of sound?”
― Robin Wall Kimmerer, Gathering Moss: A Natural and Cultural History of Mosses