"A Castle in the Hills."

"A Castle in the Hills."

Long ago, when I was a little girl and lived in a big city with my mother and my Italian grandmother, who shared the joy of my upbringing while my daddy was at work, I used to gape through the glass door in our balcony on the second floor.
I was puzzled then, to see so many beautiful horses pulling wagons downstairs in the streets bringing veggies, fruits, small livestock and other wordly goods for the peddlers to the sales market place. I felt sorry when folks would treat them harshly.
People gathered to buy cheap food in a rush. I was astonished to see horses and other farm animals that were brought to the fair for similar purposes. My young heart would be left astray watching people's greedy hearts full of wrath.
The fair was taken place on weekends. Then, I would hear the hooves on the trotting stallions approaching the neighborhood, and I would rush to the glass wall to gape at the feast.
I would still gape at similar situations throughout my lifetime...
As a little girl around 6 or 7, I could not help feeling hurt inside for what my young eyes would have to watch every single weekend. Mistreatment and violence were never my style.
I was born a dreamer, an artist, a pro-life living being with all sort of good deeds inside my young heart. So, it was dreadful for me to catch a glimpse of those shattered, horrid, bloody memories of my childhood with so many things going on in the wrong way. My world was rather small, yet then I began to dream in expanding my world to other greater ventures with high goals and lasting moral values.
As a little child, I began to think that those kind of grown-up adults would never become my role models. In fact, in my childhood, I began to develop the first outlines of my present philosophy of life. God was always there guiding my steps...

Since my early childhood, I dreamed of living on top of the mountains surrounded by mother nature, birds and other precious animals, so that I might be getting closer to Heaven...
Perhaps, I was dreaming of living in a castle on the hills, a bluish yonder hill intimately entwined with the valley below.
I could still hear now, the gallop of those stallions flying freely in the blue horizon, and I could still hear my throbbing heart on top of the mountain or gazing out the window...
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In God's Garden,
Poet Starry.