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Saturday, March 1, 2014

"Dewi Sant"......

is a poem written on March 1st, the feast of St. David, Patron Saint of Wales. It outlines the paradoxes of the power he had to work miracles and the pains of this life he had to suffer. 

Diwrnod Hapus Dewi Sant!



Dewi Sant 





St. David used his power
When his mother was in labor
And soldiers came to slay her
But hailstorms drove them back

But he would not use his power
To stop the warring Saxons
That poured across the country
To plunder and attack

St. David used his power
To make himself a pulpit
From valley turned to hilltop
That rose up from the sod

But he would not use his power
To heat the freezing water
That rushed down from the mountains
Where he would pray to God

St. David used his power
To heal his teacher’s blindness
By laying hands upon him
So dead eyes might see the light

But he would not use his power
To make himself strong liquor
To blur his mind with fancies
That flash, then fade from sight

St. David used his power
To found both church and abbey
Which raised his high in stature
For the people of the land

But he would not use his power
To make the work-load lighter
Nor shirk his main commission,
To toil with heart and hand

His power came from Heaven,
Hinged on wings of angels,
But he could not follow whimsy
Nor make the final call

For the suffering drained his people
And the struggle left him withered
But he blessed the freezing water
And his comrades when they’d fall

For it was his lot to sorrow
And see the world in shadows
But to trudge on, cold and lonely
In a starless twilight bleak

But the dawn would come to Cymru
Through the learning of his brothers
And Welsh warriors found their courage
Through his sign of a golden leek


"Through his sign of a golden leek....."





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