Child of Goa

*The village by the sea an homage to simplicity a rare treasure of true community a place paused in time Climbing coconut trees Wells song with water for drinking, cooking to bathe and be clean A corner of the coast let it all hang out a beach side hippy retreat where nightly bonfires burned in celebration yearning for a freedom not found in their former home The Masquerade called the US of A My god parents raised me true my Madrine and Padrine speaking Konkani being free loved nurtured so pure the essence surreal A child of Goa I will always be girl in the sands with her head in the clouds I will always be a child of India no matter where I find my earthly home I will always know from whence I truly came*

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