Giant Quran and a lady

This lady has a giant Quran in her hand
wearing a malong and a fuschia veil
She sits eyes on opened pages
reciting Quranic words in the heat of a sunday
I walk upon her voice and sit to
breathe this wonderful energy
infront of a store where darkened coconuts
hang on plastics and green mangoes below
there's an air mystifying my steps
soda in hand not bending
pouring her soda in a glass
but hoping to be accepted on
a stranger's living room
in awe to the sight of angels
flowing underneath sunrays