Heaven is a Place in Zimbabwe

We had set out on a sunrise cruise just before 6 AM in the biting cold in the morning. Now, wrapped in warm clothing and blankets, our fingers are curled around mugs of coffee spiked with Amarula liquor, a safari classic. 

I admire the skyline, with palm trees towering on the riverbanks, as the first sign of the sun becomes visible, a soft glow dancing on the waves lapping our boat. The sky transitions from deep purple to yellow and finally orange, where the sun will make its glorious debut. Some stars are still visible, twinkling in the purple sky still untouched by daylight.