Come marvel in the mirror of my nature.
The haunts of my muse: Penrhos pilgrimage,
A comely paragon of unspoilt virtue;
Consort of birds, a biblical corsage to forage;
Unravel my mysteries in soul woven canopies:
A breviary amidst the aviary;
The pious mantles, agleam with a diadem of butterflies
That philtre on guiltless wings: natural topiary.
Liturgical o’flowing paths and passages,
Idylls of bliss, the moity of souls infuse and blossom
Clinging kisses; eternal address, succumb advowson ,
To spousal posies; fragrant ‘thrall, hold thee hostage,
Aswoon in yielding glebe: Holy patronage,
A bouquet of soul-marriage.
please could you sign my petition to save this inspirational place under threat from developers