Enchanted Voice

His wisdom found behind illusion’s dreams, With magic and music combined in song, He leads Man from the grasp of greedy streams The druid god among the divine throng. Whilst in the trees we hear his battle screams He drew his blade so the lapwing could fly Through azure skies above the wondrous Earth So Man could hear the joy as the deer sigh. Now as I wander through the forest lands I seek the unknown things that he gave worth I look again when roaming the dune sands The breath of life that is a son of Don I seek with my lips, my eyes and my hands To see the beauty that Gwyddion won.