Dreams of Iguacu

A cloud, a drop, a puddle, a stream A river that drifts into a dream As the water crests the curtain is drawn A cascade of froth flows forever on The breeze and spray swirl and sway Like a gentle samba on a summer day Butterflies dance from flower to tree A journey of pure joy, forever free A rainbow reaches up towards the sky And colours a toucan as it passes by Red, yellow, orange, blue Tell me can this dream be true Amidst the roar a silenced stride Alone in solitude at cliff’s side Escaping from stresses far away Immersed in nature for a short stay If carried away on a boat below I wonder where that journey might go But I know one day I must return here To share this dream with one more dear With humble heart too long concealed May that one true love be revealed Clouded memories drift with the mist And take me back to that time of bliss Dreams persist, I can’t resist Thoughts of Iguacu with you