Something beautiful and epic from John W. Leys. 💜
I was a grain of wheat
In Cerridwen’s belly
That grew into a man.
Gwion Bach devoured,
Reborn with a radiant brow.
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She sought to inspire
And I was inspired.
Inspiration meant for another,
But fate had other plans.
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I stirred her Cauldron of Awen,
Its contents burned
Opening eyes and mind.
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I was there
When the universe
Was a white-hot grain,
And will be there
When it is an ice-cold cloud
Spread thin by time.
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I was there
In the valley of Rhun,
Before the years had been numbered,
By the shores of sunlight
When the fair ones
First gazed upon the trees.
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I saw the sword of light
Forged by the sons of Twerios.
I saw the son of Vandar
Buried in the earth.
Family fragmented
Along the shores dispersed
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I was there
When the flood waters came
And Cessair by Bandba…
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