O blest ferment of holy desire
The unforgettable Dewi Sant
Obedient servant of the light
Penescoli of the Isle erudite:
‘Tis March the first be celebrant!
poem extract by Liza M Jones
Happy St Dwynwens day!
The sacred promontory: the Isle of Llanddwyn
The rood upon’t, that nod unto the world
Welcomes the penitent or lovelorn kin
Athwart the arm of the Lord:
The arm of the Holy sea, ubiquitous:
Annex of his Kingdom, acclivitous.
Down-drift canvasing the nimbus, ‘bout the isle
In a bosomed aspersion from heaven,
Covenant restin’ in the swell:
Cove Santes Dwyn, awell;
A spectacle wed together in constellation of seven
To crown the sable shores of our blessed Lord;
Dost beteem the banks: an epiphany shored;
For those who cease to advance love
Mad zeal would have them descend
Hither like the faithful pilgrim prove
Who seek the Paraclete divine: their hearts distend
Heavy in prayer, blend auspicious
In sublunar sphere beauteous.
Extract from ‘Of his glory is Dwynwen’s story’ by Liza M Jones