Just a slight breeze, near calm on the canal
Domenica Mattina, time to rest and refresh the floating city

Feel the anticipation. . . . . even without their boatmen
A small but worthy corridor fleet, waiting, willing and able to serve

The walking bridges reflect gentle but strong arches
Poised to support the next wave of seekers

Always searching for the spice merchants who haunt these ancient chanels
Safe from yesterdays mainland marauder, but not tomorrow, il turista.