Stefano Capasso
The Silence Noisy
of country
It's a country path,
dusty, poorly tracked,
on its sides
bordered by vineyards.
A perfume
so intense all around,
inside
the Soul, it reaches you
very quietly.
It stuns you,
you get drunk to death
and leave you,
with the hand, accompany.
And then you feel the air
pass
through by a flock of birds
of every kind,
reached a thousand
from a tiring journey
and
even happier to discover
what, for them,
the Nature has reserved
with welcoming charm
to spend holidays.
How
sweet and melodious it is
that
Noisy Silence of country,
who gives with full hands,
very serene euphoria.
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