Snowdonia

Reaching Snowdonia
What do we see
Wonderful mountains
Decked in history
Colourful plant life
Plentiful sights
Sheep dotted everywhere
Claiming their rights
To roam by themselves
To taste the green gloaming
All the while peacefully
Dutifully roaming

Waterfalls cascading
Down into rivers
Life is parading
So much to see
The realisation
Of what is creation
The immortal enduring
Welsh History

Be aware of the light
A crescendo of brightness
Of darkness of dampness
Present everywhere
This is Gods country
It’s perpetual beauty
Mind sapping honesty
That we all share

To live in this country
Being absorbed by its greatness
It knows it’s identity
Nature it rules
Every sight that one takes in
A fresh innovation
A landscape of genius
A bigness that calls

Imagine the enormity
The creatures one can’t see
Living their lives out there
It’s their domain
Where once the slate miners
Took umbrage to fetching
Hour after hour
Always hoping to gain

The road threads a highway
Lucidly true
So much variety
In what we do
What we see
What we feel
What we smell
Eyes a flutter
We take in the grandeur
The sights of each scene
A carpet of masterful ochres and magentas
Firey reds slate greys
And all sorts of green
It stretches before us
Boundlessness everywhere
Perpetual Nature
Each vigorous look
Potent and powerful
It’s out there before us
Watching for sheep boys
A great open book

Snowdonia a park
Of valiant effort
Of peacefulness
Mountain tops reaching the sky
Great swirling mists
Sun rays bright and beautiful
An absence of present day squalor
No lie
It’s great to be here
In these distant wild spaces
Hillocks and hillsides
And pitches and slopes
Contours and silhouettes
So much expression
Forelands and headlands
And a forthcoming hope
For our future