The wonder & marvel of this land I feel to my core.
Outstretched under the paved arches of my feet,
AS I HARNESS IT’S RHYTHMIC BEAT.
Open to all, should they hold: purity of heart,
Echoing reverberations of loyalty outwardly.
Encased in hope & faith
For this land is the land of love for all causes,
Let the whispered Choral melodies of the breeze lift your forelawn spirits.
I give thanks to those who honoured this Majestic Nation
For our land fill is seeped with Honour, strength & benevolence.
Our Roots of old interlocking to shield all now.
For our treed – leadered Giants of old, encapsulate Majestic Splendour,
Standing tall as the breath of winds smoothe through their leaved filled hair.
ENCASED in Auaraed light to their tips of Splendoured Golden – dusted leaves.
Throughout the crevices outstretched in our land.
For These treed – leadered Giants of old stand tall and I marvel at it all.
copyright Myfanwy 2019
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