The Beautiful Land That Gave Me Birth

Land of Dante, Michelangelo, Vivaldi, Verdi, Vanvitelli and da Vinci; there Julius Caesar spoke these victorious words," Vedi, vidi, vici." From the majestic snow-capped Alps to the sun-scorched Sicily, one is astonished by the sea and sky blending to unravel a mystery! My gorgeous town lays among shady mountains that protect it from storms and winds coming from the West; its vast valley is overlooked by a stately, sturdy castle... standing as a sentinel that made the invaders tremble. Walk with me down the narrow paths flanked by pines, maples and firs that lead to the scented and harmonious landscapes loved by Ovid, and adored by Virgil who once saw them on his long travels; and I being born there, makes me very enthusiastic and glad! Not many have seen a splendid sunset stretching as far as Mount Vesuvius; I stood on that breeze-caressed hill transfixed and vowed by the glorious spectacle of rosy clouds as shrilling seagulls hovered over a harbor so calm; I could almost see the swift, white sails returning from a sea still blue and warm!