SUN ON THE HILL

SUN ON THE HILL


“Daw haul ar fryn”

they say in Wales,

“Sun will come on a hill”.

So put on your wellies,

get out in the rain,

and let life’s weather

send what it will.

 

Though the landscape

is nought but storm-tossed sky

with never a sign of a hill,

as the storm exults,

and the clouds unfold.

The hills will reveal

themselves, lurking still

and somewhere there

on a distant hill

a velvet patch of gold.

 Daw haul ar fryn is pronounced dow hile ar vrin

 

© Daffni 2023
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sweetwater

May I take the last six lines of this delightful poem and scatter them on the hills here so I may embrace a velvet patch of gold too.
An uplifting poem for our dreadful weather. Loved it. sue.

michel

What a wonderful, lyrical, atmospheric read.

Brilliant.

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