The stars now die in the morning sky
And lose their glimmer one by one
The mountain peaks at down
The morning light turns back the night
The showers beauty on this tropic place
–William Brown
poetry
Poem by William Brown
Costa Rica
In this world of wonder where I reside
Mountains soar to caress the azure sky
Forests surge from lowland to mountain side
And rivers of gold flow to silver seas
The gentle land to glorify
