Weekend Wisdom

Weekend Wisdom: Venice

Today we are traveling to Venice, Italy courtesy of poet Laurence Binyon. A couple of weeks ago I discovered the Hotel Filu live webcam which overlooks the Ponte delle Guglie Venice.

While you can’t go wrong watching the feed anytime, I prefer nighttime – especially when there is a thunderstorm. Seeing the lightning flashing among the old buildings, bridges and canals is stunning.

White, beige, yellow, and terracotta are the colors of the buildings. Colors that make you think of a sunset. A brownish-colored footbridge spans the canal and reddish umbrellas protect customers dining at an outdoor restaurant.

Speed boats and small cargo boats cruise up and down the canal. Yes, there are occasionally gondolas (flat bottomed boats) gracefully gliding through the water due to the gondolier’s excellent one-oar steering.

The sky today is “blue and bare”, with not a cloud in sight.

Binyon’s poem accurately describes Venice as a “marvel born of sky and sea.” A marvel created by God.

Thank you, God for creating the sky and sea and for giving the architects the talent to build homes, palaces, and marble stairs in such a unique location.

Enjoy the poem and webcam.

We all need a reset from these turbulent, crazy times every now and then.

Venice

White clouds that rose clouds chase
Till the sky laughs round, blue and bare;
Sunbeams that quivering waves out–race
To sparkle kisses on a marble stair;
Indolent water that images
Slender–pillared palaces,
Or glides in shadow and sun, where, over
Walls that leaning crumble red,
Milky blossom and fresh leaf hover,
Or glitters in endless morning spread,
Far and faint for dazzling miles
To lonely towers and cypress isles,
Where phantom mountains hang on high
Along the mist of northern sky:
O Love, what idle tale is told
That these are glories famed and old?
For to–day I know it is all in you,
This vision, bathed in magic blue,
My sea that girdles me round and round
With winding arms in deeps profound,
And bears our thoughts like golden sails
To be lost where the far verge gleams and pales,
My sky that over the mountains brings
The stars, and gives us wondrous wings,
My dawn that pierces the secret night
To the central heart of burning light
And thousand–coloured flames and flowers
In radiant palaces, domes and towers!
A marvel born of sky and sea,
‘Tis all in you, that have given it me.


Laurence Binyon; Interesting Literature

Bio: Michele Kearns is the founder and HUG© (Hope Unites Globally) Award-Winner of JoyReturns. She shares her widowhood adventures hoping to inspire widows to move through grief and rebuild their lives. Michele is also the amateur photographer behind the blog OgleOhio.com.