Starry Night, by Robert Finale

My memory of the Amalfi coast takes me back to a warm Mediterranean night, walking along the beach as the waves cool our feet. The sound of the church bells ring in the distance. As we count the endless stars in the sky, I recall my wife and me pausing for just a moment to feel the ocean breeze on our face.

In the distance the beautiful picturesque village of Amalfi sits perched on steep rocky cliffs overlooking the beautiful Mediterranean Sea.

As we sit as if frozen in time listening to the waves crashing against the high cliffs, the lights of the ancient village burn brightly. The memory to the Mediterranean Starry Night will forever live on.