Has anyone ever seen the fertile Felix Ager,
which the Romans called, " The happy land?
Along the astonishing coastline are found:
the odorous lemon, orange and pine trees
that overlook the limpid and calm Tyrrean sea!
Feel the warmest breeze and breath the freshest air!
I was the boy from Campania, vibrant and restless,
exploring landscapes and valleys...climbing cliffs;
I wasn't born to be a poet, but I became one by the presence of beauty!
Lay down on a lustrous meadow and wait for the breath-taking sunset:
you'll see creation unfolding itself under brush's strokes of the Masters!
How can anyone not be impressed and moved by such a majesty!
I will lead you by hand to all the places you have never seen:
to hills and mounts towered by picturesque towns with fortresses and castles;
Naples,Amalfi,Sorrento,Positano,Ischia,Capri and Gaeta are the jewels of this pristine sea!
Take that long journey with me: you'll be utterly breathless,
and appreciate Nature with a keener understanding and dwell here like others did!
Drink the sparkling water of the purest springs and eat the fruits of my amazing land!
Copyright 2009 by Andrew Crisci
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