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Tag: snowdrop
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Clychau Mair – Snowdrops for Candlemas
Gwydn ond gostyngedig gyda’i pen i lawr yn erbyn y gaeaf gwyllt. Fel bydwragedd canant hyw: ‘Mae’n gerllaw’ Determined but humble with heads hung low against the wild winter. As midwife they sing: ‘It is at hand’
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Candlemas Bells
If there were a flower for prophecy it would be the snow-white bells arriving early in time for Candlemas arrogant even a brash flower cutting through the cold earth it comes resilient, hardy. Beauty beguiles its strength. Amidst the darkness expectant of the warmth to come our instinct is to light candles. An incandescent dream.…