Rhiannon's Visitation

The white horse rearèd high

As through the glass its shadowy form

Bore spirit of that noble queen.

And she who looked in awe

Did understand the subtle lure

To give her heart as dwelling place

And represent that regal mind

Within our midst - th’enchanter bright.

The wingèd heralds of that faery realm

Carolled sweet intonations strange

That charged the mind with visions clear

To guide the hearer through the portal

Where a gorsedd waits to welcome all.

So dwelt Rhiannon in this elected soul,

To stay a captivating interlude

Of Her high heav’nly choosing.

Copyright ©  Gareth Pengwerin


Backing track: Neptune (Planets Suite)
which meant so much to the 'chosen one'.