The Red Priest

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They say that in the Venice of the seventeenth century, one early morning a clueless visitor, looking for a way to return to his hotel and asked how to return to a young redhead, who hummed alone some song, reclining at a lantern.

The boy, whose name was Antonio Vivaldi, then said: Which route do you prefer: The shortest, or the most beautiful?

That young man, born for pleasure and beauty, for good food and beautiful women, despite everything, or perhaps for all the above, became a priest.

He became a priest, but he was born a musician and his real vocation was the pentagram.

Vivaldi, on more than one occasion had to leave at any time the mass he was celebrating, supposedly harassed by respiratory problems.

The truth was that he was harassed by the music and went to the sacristy to write the notes that resonated in his head.

Vivaldi did not return to Mass, suffering from his health problems. Perhaps to be taken care of in his moments of suffocation, he was accompanied by a group of young and beautiful nurses who looked after him night and day.

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Antonio Vivaldi, who was born on a day like today, March 4, 1678, beyond his dualities between priest and musician, happily left us his best inheritance: melodies that are still heard with deep emotion, above the centuries.

This story was originally written by my friend Ramiro Díez in Diario EL TELÉGRAFO under the following address: http://www.radiolavida.com/ramirodiez/4-de-marzo/#sthash.2GBuWZOe.dpb If you are going to use it, please quote our source and place a link to the original note. www.eltelegrafo.com.ec