Posted in original

The Whispers

I hear it everywhere

the sound of voices unfamiliar

Their words faint, as if unspoken

yet carried unwittingly through the air

I listen as intently as I could

but their words remain unknown

The voices stir within in and through me

It echoes, resounding vibrations into my ear

Outside the rain slowly falls

drowning the whispers

And they fade into the background of the tinkering rain

without me knowing what they could have meant