“Passing by” is a beautiful poem by Goethe that is perfect to accompany a walk in the gardens of Trauttmansdorff Castle, in Merano: “I was walking / In the field alone, / And intended / To look for nothing. // I noticed a little flower / So very near— / Lovelier than anything / I had ever seen. // I was going to pick it, / When it suddenly said: / I have roots / That cannot be seen. // I am rooted fast / Deep into the ground, / That’s why my flowers / Are so beautifully rounded. // I cannot flirt, / I cannot be servile, / You must not pick me, / You must transplant me.”
Plants and flowers transplanted from around the world populate the twelve hectares of the botanical gardens surrounding the castle. Every year, from April 1 to November 15, this Heaven on Earth is open to visitors, and offers a bewildering combination of thousands of perfumes and colors – from the Far East as much as from local, more familiar environments –, in a dizzying mixture of exoticism and traditions that gives rise to a pleasant disorientation.
You may identify yourself with the character in Goethe’s verses. And – not to worry – you may even feel like one of the flowers is whispering something to you