Poem – Hvar

In Hvar, where history whispers through the air,
A harbor town of beauty, beyond compare,
With azure waters that gently kiss the shore,
All souls find solace in its tranquil core.

Beneath the sun’s warm and tender embrace,
Hvar’s past unfolds, a storied, ancient grace,
Where people thrive by sea and tourism’s hand,
A tapestry of cultures, the mixture of languages grand.

In seven tongues, the menus softly speak,
Inviting all to savor, to explore, to seek,
Simple, clean, and fresh, the food is divine,
Nourishing not just bodies but the soul’s design.

Here, time moves slow, with not a hurried pace,
No rush, no hustle, in this idyllic place,
Where life is savored, each moment a treasure,
And stress dissolves in the sea’s soothing measure.

The waters, a perfect, temperate embrace,
Invite weary bodies to find their space,
To soak away the worries, cleanse and mend,
In Hvar, where calm and beauty blend.

With every gentle lapping of the tide,
In Hvar, life’s tranquil beauty does reside,
A harbor town where history’s stories bloom,
And in its serene embrace, hearts find new room.

~Suzanne Wagner~