SHADE OF THE BLACK OLIVE

The shade of the giant black olive tree
offers a cool oasis from the hot midday sun.
Chanting japa a mocking bird perches to the left just near my head
Singing so many songs along with japa. Beautiful trills and proud crescendos.
Does he hear the Holy Name? He stays there for a long time...
I look at him... he looks at me. We both keep chanting.

The peacock across the street stands still as if attentively hearing the distant thunder as the storm clouds come closer. Occasionally screeching when the thunder is very loud.
Butterflies are everywhere.
A very large black lizard is sunning himself not far away off to the right on a branch of the papaya tree.
Can he hear the Holy Name?
Chanting in this association is so nice.
Everyone is engaged in their natural duties directly supervised by supersoul.