Under the vast sky,
the olive trees sway,
a tapestry of silver,
as the wind whispers secrets,
ancient tales of the land.
Beneath the azure dome,
fingers of sunlight stretch,
caressing the earth,
a warm embrace of life.

The horizon beckons,
a promise of journeys,
each step a story,
a connection to nature,
a bond unbroken through time.

• Gino Bartali