Palolem

Two big kingfishers dive in
On wings golden aquamarine
Coconut sways on the seashore
Trying to be sober in Palolem.

As if the mirage wasn't enough
The water nymphs light the fire
All desire is transience
Except the desire, to desire desire.

Golden sun shimmers.
On shore the keeper of time.
Waves come and waves go
The stars light up the shadow.

On the northern tip of crescent
Begins the reggae percussion
Strings invoke the gypsy lore
Songs recalled forgotten

The candle lights are lit all over
As if its Diwali
Two kingfishers dive in again
Flapping their wings drunken - Palo..lem, Palo..lem, Palo..lem.