Sunlight skipping Across the lake Like silver-blue sequins shimmering: Material waiting to be used for a ball gown. Then the sun goes down.
Gazing over Lake Malawi, I see little lights everywhere at night. As the darkness sets in Firefly light appears A spot of glow Here, there... hovering... Floating... sitting Just like fairy lights.
Or If you are the fisherman's wife Watching for him, The glimmer of hope coming Across the lake... One by ...one by... one. So many lights, From a distance looking so quiet But each light is accompanied By singing, chatting and musing: Sounds so clear as they move closer. Happiness, comradery and community. Nothing lonely about the fisherman's light Everyone has a community.
Then I see the full moon Light shining Creating a pathway From Moon to me: A creamy glow on an inky sea; Breath takingly romantic. A poignant moment before a kiss.
Come be in the moment. Come be with me - My community And enjoy what I see. Live your dream, See first-hand The spotlight of life And what it has to offer.
Every day was special and different, every day captivating in it’s own way. I enjoyed slowing down the pace and staying in the different place around Lake Malawi; the morning light, the light on the lake, the moon the stars and the fisherman’s lights out on the lake at night was all a special treat for me. Unfortunately I couldn’t take photos of the fishermen’s lights with my camera at night.
Slowly, slowly my story will unfold.
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If you want to know more about our first part of the journey through the Northern Cape before we left South Africa you can find all the link here: Scenes of the North Western Cape, en-route.