Sounds of Spring

I hear the sounds of spring outside my window. The bees as they buzz hurridly to befriend another flower. The cry of flowers as they burst from the earth. The mellow wind brushing against the soft growing grass and the sound that moves me most...the rain--from its gentle tapping showers to its nearly wrathful pelts during storms. I listen. I get soaked in the hums, tweets, buzzes and dramtic thundering booms of spring. Even in the most quiet room, the world is singing a melody.