Resonances...

There I sat,

Listening to the psithurism of the oaks across the street,

The thrumming of the rain on the window sill,

The bruble of water alongside the beach,

The tinkling of the bicycle's bell as it alacritously passed the block,

There I sat,

Perceiving every resonance,

Only to fathom,

It is the sound of silence that is the most tantalizing...