Changing perceptions of a forest wilderness -
the years come and go - bringing new trees, new views, new creatures - how pleasant to sit alone in the forest, watching the years and the winds blow by.
Watching the big fly jump on the little fly - watching the burs that stick to my glove - watching the long fly stand on the water - watching the water pour from the jug - light leaf flickers through droner -
Big fly foot-wringing wing-warp - glas yw an ebrenn lemmyn - howlak ha brentynn hedhyw - Ticky-Dyw ha bran-vrawze yn gwyd yw - gwynjak zephyrs puff from drowzy oceans - and lattitudes are sunken in the golden -
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The raven and the butterfly -
a most peculiar pair - ha tonnek yw an mor - and surge the slatey waves -
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the raven honks his hornbill beak, hidden in the trees -
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I too have been sitting alone in the sun in the forest ... watching little mottled butterflies just born that morning in the still air
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