On the scene dominates the color amber of the lights. On the background a city, almost dormant, there are not passing occasional to enjoy some lights suffused of the night, but only few illuminated windows where, the last rituals are perhaps, consumed before surrendering the bodies to the sleep.
Between the city and the author, it flows a river, placid, grazed by a light breeze, where a boat stops before taking back again the sea. The oars supported to the bow recall the tired braccias of a fisherman to the reentry. A suggestive image that pushes the mind to sail in the imagination as cradled by to flow light of those waves in the foreground.