It wasn’t the Colosseum nor the Vatican that had caught my eye. The ancient monuments that have withstood hundreds of years aren’t as eternally satisfying to me as does the fleeting flesh and blood.
It was a woman singing “Ave Maria” in front of the forum, in the middle of the night that caught my attention. She was far away so it was hard to distinguish what she looked like, She had dark hair and tanned skin that’s the most I could tell you about her. But when she sang, her voice echoed and wrapped itself around colonnades that have witnessed two millennias. Her voice was like magic, a bridge between the past and the present.
The carnal may have been evocative and magnificent in Michelangelo’s statues and the many others that line the streets of the great capital, but they were arguable equally delicate when looking at a bunny roaming through the streets of Rome. Indeed, the adorable fuzzy creature was prancing along when I was making my way through one of the cities notorious piazzas. The little creature was on a leash accompanied by a lucky maiden.
And, so when your road takes you to Rome, see the eternally notorious sights but keep your eyes open for the fleeting ones was too.
Penned by Alina K. A. 