I like to watch the sun In the golden fields, rolling;
Dancing in the nectar-drenched flowers, I see the parting shadows
Of the long house!
Odors of ripe fruit and honey! My heart leaps to the
Rich beauty of life!
Oh, how I would dream!
Yet, something seems entrancing,
Sacredly bound to the light!
Rippling laughter, where the blue
And wild grass
Kisses the feet of a new horizon.

• Guido Gozzano