LLYN CYNWCH

Where the brown trout and the sea trout

come to feed along the way.

where mountains gaze and touch the sky

every single day

the solitude and  tranquillity

Nature at its best

the tall trees in the local woods

their energy, such zest

for life attracting plants

and wondrous cover everywhere

we amble on the banks

and take in the cool air

the legends  how the faeries

came

their tales of  spells and potencies

ancient as each day is long

the sheep the lambs

our hearts true song

,,

Mingle with the wildness

in the water  yes we know

there be a marble palace

somewhere down below

dark woods bursting skywards

creeping wild souls they

spend their lives together

and with . the faery folk they play

the dry stone walls

true barriers

attracting  moss and reed

Jason Cawood,

the corvidae

the solid silvery sheen

a name that brightens and reflects

where the magical

has been

Welsh Water from the reservoir

this wholly beautiful place

the air all share

and are aware

where many a wild soul chase

the story of the meadow of the bellringer

we read

and all these spells these wooded dells

where poets doth concede

magic from the mountains

from the waterfalls

the lakes

the ancientness that surely blessThe people

and it takes

a silent understanding

of our whereabouts and we

residents of  Dolgellau  and it s surroundings

honourably

Love this place  we call home