praça do comércio, Lisboa (Photo by Dr. T.P. Wilkinson)
a slow boat
I do not know
Twas west away from
the noonday gun
almost the last
‘board a catamaran
speeding fast
a train on stilts
across the sea
toward portals
ancient
I did not see
until more west
much later
on a distant day
the unseen, untouched
on platters lay
scents and sense
around me wafted
words and wishes
so well crafted
brought me China
gave me tea
to think and feel
a slow boat
to be.
Ruins of Sao Paulo, Macau China