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Cader Idris

on Cader Idris sleep and awaken poet or madman midst the winds a howling
trinity pointers firmly directed heavenwards to the sky
Mynydd Pencoed next Pen y Gadair then Mynydd Moel stand three-quarter circle
jealously guarding, standing watch over, gazing down on Llyn Cau
dark blue mixed with green, smooth as a sheet of glass or polished marble
depthless mystery, waters without an end
stop and you'll hear the voice of the giant carried across Cwm Cau when the Welsh winds cry

there from the three peaks Idris in anger lifted three stones and kicked them down the mountain
there where they now lie, somewhere near Ty-Nant, let no-one else them move
Minnffordd, left of stream, under my leather boots the stones come crunching
left, right, beads of sweat, climb still towards each cairn
stop and you'll hear the voice of the giant carried across Cwm Cau when the Welsh winds cry

on Cader Idris mist will come rolling just as within a dream comes inspiration
and in the clearness all of Snowdonia offers itself unveiled
Barmouth, Tal-y-Llyn, glacial valleys patched with pine plantation
meaning, clarity, as far as the eye can see
stop and you'll hear the voice of the giant
stop and you'll hear the voice of the giant carried across Cwm Cau when the Welsh winds cry

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