#WhisperingNature

The whispers...all night,
the rain was drumming.
There was no storm, no thunder,
just a steady swish of tropical downpour.

It was a good sound to read by,
there's a general feeling,
of being untouched by,
and yet in touch with rain.

The whispers...early morning,
when the rain is stopped;
the sweet song sand by birds,
and raindrops from it's feathers....

The sound of...