......birds were singing and there was nothing else......when birds drew breath there was monkey-mind until the next chorus that wanted to go-on forever......the chorus of bird (?) sounds was all that mattered and at times it went-on forever and a lawn-mower and motor-engine were just baritone counterpoint......no disonance whether quiet or loud disturbed the peace until a breeze must've moved thru the window......just sitting aware of feet feeling pleasantly chilled......(Golden GOJI Hermitage : evening : 21st/May/2014)