Cerridwen

The beauty and magic of words
Swirl around me
Like vapour above the pot
Of poetic inspiration.
 
I mix up words and mysterious herbs
To create the atmosphere of pulchritude
And harmony,
Weaving gowns of words
And letting them fly
Above ancient towns and settlements.
 
My presence
Inspires poets
And I hold words dearly,
Having an instinct
Of dealing with them.


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