Cymraeg's Poetry

The Doorway to the Understanding of Becoming Human We are the people... you are. Although we look through our own eyes, it's your eyes, that we see the world through. Some may call this... Universentity. We call it... the acts of being One. It's not that we notice the green budding of the trees... Sign in to see full entry.

Like dreams, lost, they vanish like a mist; we are left watching the emptiness of what was. The sun, rising, in a yellow haze; it blinds the eyes with forgotten hopes. We see the trees shivering in first light; dew drips from heavens, open, as our hearts. The cool winds, blow, but, they don't... Sign in to see full entry.