BY WATER REBORN

On the idyllic shores of southern Mozambique, three very special resorts provide access to an extraordinary marine environment and the chance of a brighter future for the people who call the region home.

- Aatish Taseer

I watched the land closely from the air. The chocolate-brown earth of South Africa, bare and threaded with rivers that turned quicksilver in the morning sun, gave way to grassland in Mozambique.

Perfectly round lagoons appeared, their barren circumference suggesting brackish water. That hint of salinity was a prelude to the sea, but no preparation for what came next.

The plane tilted and the sun burst through the windows, sending ovals of solid gold over the cabin walls.

I looked down at the islands of the Bazaruto Archipelago and the sea between them, a low tide streaming out in 20 tantalising shades of blue.

The sprawling expanse of a sandbar had pushed through the shallows.

My first thought was of a sculpture in sand, reminiscent of those works of early Cubism-Picasso's Tête de Femme (Fernande), perhaps-in which all the facets of a face are seen at once, myriad planes collapsed into a single visage.

The sea seemed almost to act like shadow, highlighting and deepening the lines of that piercing countenance.

"I simply think that water is the image of time," wrote the poet Joseph Brodsky in Watermark, his meditation on Venice. My first glimpse of the Bazaruto Archipelago evoked that sense so many cultures have of the sea as a metaphor for divinity-now in the Spirit of God moving upon the face of the waters in Genesis, now in Vishnu floating on a cosmic sea. Water: it is the element that best represents that sensation of stillness, movement, and simultaneity that we know, in our heart of hearts, offers a glimpse of the divine.