Happy St Dwynwens day! The sacred promontory: the Isle of Llanddwyn The rood upon’t, that nod unto the world Welcomes the penitent or lovelorn kin Athwart the arm of the Lord: The arm of the Holy sea, ubiquitous: Annex of his Kingdom, acclivitous. His Saint whence fortunes mingle airily With thine, eternally belong, Undivided betwixt his heart and her lips, avowed verily, Rendered life, his name buried age-long. ‘Tis the Almighty’s arrows like dew, that shower the celestial turf So souls may flourish as flowers of her field; lovers from birth; In picturesque arboreous climes Native sands sketch a miraculous composition Immense Heaven home stretch engirdling pines, Shorelines in transposition: a writ of high commission Beach seams sutured in seraphic skies Flames of metaphysic dyes, relume the eyes Down-drift canvasing the nimbus, ‘bout the isle In a bosomed aspersion from heaven, Covenant restin’ in the swell: Cove Santes Dwyn, awell; A spectacle wed together in constellation of seven To crown the sable shores of our blessed Lord; Dost beteem the banks: an epiphany shored; A ministry of love crowned in the sacraments of the surf, Stones of a crown lifted up from the trussed shingles of the seabed, As a shining ensign upon his land; the fundaments of Jove on earth, An altar of living stones built up a pious beach head Consolation and joy enisled Gods child; Abound here in love for a while: amass ablaze! As issues from the seat of the soul, beguile and amaze! For those who cease to advance love Mad zeal would have them descend Hither like the faithful pilgrim prove Who seek the Paraclete divine: their hearts distend Heavy in prayer, blend auspicious In sublunar sphere beauteous. Extract from ‘Of his glory is Dwynwen’s story’ by Liza M Jones
Posted on: Sat, 25 Jan 2014 11:36:14 +0000
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