. . . and we saw the ships below
from the view point at Sada
as the grey waters turned dark
and the lights came on.
The sea at the other end at Baina
wet our feet by the shore
but pulled us into its abyss
as the waters surged back.
At Candelaria church I prayed
for the grit to coax my scooter – and us
up the steep dark slope to Mangor.
St Teresa’s school was shorn of ‘green chillies’
save for the chapel of Our Lady of Piety
where Kevin said ‘I do’ to Miriam.
In situ we read ‘The Bells of St Andrew’s’
-the church refurbished with its gleaming chandeliers.
Nothing seemed to have changed
in the port city of my youth
yet in the warp and weft of time
everything has.
(20 May 2010, Vasco, Goa)
Note: 'green chillies' - the name given to girl students of St Teresa's school on account of their green school uniforms.
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