Waves pound the shore as the storm
Builds from the south. Walking to the station
To catch the early morning train.
A minor fright occurs as the local connection
To Paraparaumu is late, but Pat reassures me
Pointing out that the Auckland train
Has to pass the unit which leaves Wellington
Fifteen minutes before it …
a highly unlikely scenario!
The statue of the Virgin rises up
Through the hillside vegetation
Like an ethereal vision –
The local train waits in the second platform
For the Auckland train to pass
Power pylons cross the landscape
The lurid blue house
On the way to Waikanae . . .
stands with cabbage trees