ODE
"An ode to the Sicilian islands,
to their rhythms, their characters and the haggard inhabitants, the adventurous tourists, and the relaxed ones; to the old and tired souls and to those who seek serenity. To the scorching sun, to the trembling earth, to the lava that flows on the dark slopes above in which the light ripples, to the sound of the crashing waves and the wind that slips in.
An ode to a place, which, however old, remains mine."
