Flowers growing down from the ivy
Casting reflections on the water below
A passage opens up in the water
Moving the mountains in the ocean below
Searching I keep looking and searching
For the light from a star that shone long ago
the clouds came to cover the mountains
Obscuring the view so no one could see
A virgin one of the angels
Appeared in the garden shrouded in mist
A dove cries whenever the rains come
Alajuela dreams come true
Clouds part on top of the mountain
Revealing a cross shimmering gold
In the clouds shining below
