Iguazu Falls
Iguazu Falls
Misiones Province
Argentina
May 25, 2012
Dear Friends and Fellow Travelers,
The guidebooks claim that Iguazu Falls is one of the most spectacular sights in all of South America. This is not an exaggeration. The Falls on the border of Argentina and Brazil are truly wondrous.
Please travel with me as I follow the trail through the jungle, linger at the Falls, and return along the trail and end the day at the Lower Falls.
Unfortunately, I did not take a boat at the base of the Falls and I did not take a helicopter above the Falls. But thankfully my friend Dodie sent me an Internet photo gallery of the Falls with images from those unusual perspectives.
In addition to the photographs, I have posted my videos of the Falls. Click on the link to YouTube.
The Falls at Iguazu defy any verbal picture I might attempt to compose.
Instead, I shall follow the advice of the poet Alfonso Ricciutto who wrote:
”…do not try to describe it in your (own) voice…”
Here is the poem he wrote about the upper falls. The falls are called “Garganta del Diablo - the Devil’s Throat.”
Devil’s Throat
Let your soul be satisfied
with the strange beauty of this landscape
that though you have searched the world in your travels
you can never find anything such as this
Good and evil, dynamic and changing
find it here. From its name.
Keep in your heart, humble man
this constant truthful message
Meditate and feel the deep emotion
contemplating the vibrant paroxysm
that the eternal mist surrounds
And do not try to describe it with your voice
Just lean your forehead against the abyss
that is the mirror of the word, G-d
The poem in the original Spanish:
Maravilla Natural
Garganta del Diablo
Permitte que tu alma sea saciada
con la belleza impar de éste paisaje
que aunque el mundo recorras en tus viajes
nunca podras hallar, como esto, nada.
El bien y el mal dinámico y cambiante
encontrarás aqui, desde su nombre.
Lleva en tu humilde corazón de hombre
un mensaje verídico y constant.
Medita y siente la emoción profunda
conemplando el vibrante paroxismo
que de brumas se circunda.
Y no intenyes describirlo con tu voz
sólo inclina la frente ante éste abismo
que es el espejo de la palabra Dios.
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