Cyhydedd Hir Poem by Nate Flying Owl
Cyhydedd Hir
Doth thou ever hear
A voice in thy ear
Speaking loud and clear
Through each season?
Doth this voice so bold
Speak of doubts untold
Of spirits grown cold
Without reason?
Doth thou know the light
Shining ever bright
From the moonless night
Within the shade?
Can thy poetry
Of melancholy
From deep within thee
Begin to fade?
Monday, April 28, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: meditation
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