"No imperfection in the budded mountain,
Valleys breathe, heaven and earth move together,
daisies push inches of yellow air, vegetables tremble,
grass shimmers green
sheep speckle the mountainside, revolving their jaws with empty eyes,
horses dance in the warm rain,
tree-lined canals network live farmland,
blueberries fringe stone walls on hawthorn’d hills,
pheasants croak on meadows haired with fern— "
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=eKBAJYceQ54
http://babylonwales.blogspot.com/2011/05/wales-visitation.html
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/wales-visitation/
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