In the distance, the pale blue shape of Vesuvius
Rises up from a sea of a deeper hue
It stands guard across the bay
Its power and its presence quiet now
On this still summers day
The mountain sleeps
As the day deepens, the outline becomes more clear, still blue
But now the sea is touched with white flecks
From boats passing through
A different mood has caught the scene
Clear and sun bright
And the mountain sleeps
Later astonishing pink sunset streaks the sky
Pink light reflected in the curve of the bay
One by one twinkling lights appear
They wink and sparkle across the watery way
Scattered at the foot of blue shadowed Vesuvius
Yes the mountain sleeps – for now
Inspired by the words of Isabella our wonderful guide for Naples ”Vesuvius sleeps now.”
Rises up from a sea of a deeper hue
It stands guard across the bay
Its power and its presence quiet now
On this still summers day
The mountain sleeps
As the day deepens, the outline becomes more clear, still blue
But now the sea is touched with white flecks
From boats passing through
A different mood has caught the scene
Clear and sun bright
And the mountain sleeps
Later astonishing pink sunset streaks the sky
Pink light reflected in the curve of the bay
One by one twinkling lights appear
They wink and sparkle across the watery way
Scattered at the foot of blue shadowed Vesuvius
Yes the mountain sleeps – for now
Inspired by the words of Isabella our wonderful guide for Naples ”Vesuvius sleeps now.”