CAPONES Lighthouse…
The minutes ticking from the time I hopped on this medium boat and when the boatman pulled something for the engine to start, the islets and islands we passed by getting my attention for the mean time,the soft sound of waves felt endless. I can’t wait to see Capones light house.
I pictured myself here.
Exactly where I’m standing and calculating the exact size of that lighthouse that seems to be looking at my direction, standing mighty proud, sweetened by age, hundred of years have passed, beyond the images of wear and tear….
I felt the wind brushing off my hair, my skin. The same wind that touches its whole being. And now I’m here. Right where I wanted to be.
Capones lighthouse. How are you? I’m losing my breath I can’t wait to be near you. Pointblank.
And now I’m here. Capones lighthouse is I guess one of those that is mostly heard of at least by me. And I just want to pinch myself a little that I am already a few inches away fr this old tower.
My 5th lighthouse.
I am full now.
So much with contentment for the time being.
With happiness for as long as I can recall Capones.
though I know I am eyeing another one after this.I’ll just savor the moment. Allow me to taste the feel of it. It’s like finding something that you’ve been looking for the whole time. It felt good. Period.
The old feel is there.
I guess my photos speaks that I literally can’t gt enough of it. Just like I did on d others.thanks to Jen. No need to buy films just to suffice my hunger to pictures. Cameras nowadays can give you thousands as long as u want run out battery and memory. Sadly, we ran out of it, there was no electricity on all the islands of Zambales.
So long. I have met Capones lighthouse finally. Til my next encounter.
On Purple Wings 