Ok... keep in mind... I didn't really... write this. I woke at about 4am this morning, in the middle of the birdsong and torrential rain. It was overwhelmingly fantastic.

I opened all my windows, and lay in the semi-darkness, absorbed everything around me, and listed on a pad everything that was going on. I just wrote a list of words that best suited the sounds and smells around me. Keep in mind it wasn't a poem, just a list, and that I was very tired and writing in the dark. (the light would've spoiled the mood).

Most of it makes little sense to me now. I have no idea what the last line was about, but I love it, so that's what I've named it.

Patter
Drone
Rythmic drumming
Cascade
Murmur
Deep tone
Freshness
Soft
Call
Secrets whispered
Twitter
Melodius
Swooping melody
Twittering, chirping
Mist
Clean
New life
Choir, Cadence, Chorus
Rattling, Tapping
Green smell.
Summer wafting.

• I think your poem is really beautiful. I can just imagine the tone and the poem being read fastly to capture the mood.
  
  Well done! :)

Nice job! It's very nicely written, in my opinion. Keep up the great work.