THE FRUIT OF IQUASU

The Fruit Of Iquasu

 

Day is dawning,

 

Upon the meadow.

 

It is early in the morning.

 

Alas!-  Let us rove

 

To where the waterfalls flow.

 

Near the gardens, the glade, the grove

 

We shall see the wondrous fruit of Brazil

 

In the brisk and lovely winter chill.

 

 

Hues of purple, blue and white

 

Descend and cascade

 

Over the eternal mountains

 

Merely for our delight!

 

 

Let us wander and wade

 

In the refreshing pool

 

In the rosemary-enchanted, lively cool.

 

Let our dreamy thoughts of rapture fade

 

As we behold the blissful falling fountains.

 

All is given from above.

 

All is majestic, sanctified and grand.

 

May Christ bless the tabernacle of our perpetual love,

 

As I kneel to kiss your fair, white hand.

 

(Excerpt From Eternal Verse By John Zwerenz (c) Copyright 2013, All Rights Reserved)

 (Painting of Iquasu, Brazil By Paul Franzetti (c) Copyright 2013, All Rights Reserved)