There once was a man from Cardiff town, not born but chosen,

friends and hopes were made there,

he discovered a love and passion there,

Cardiff acceptable, accessible, capital, earth roots,

grassroots, down to earth, nation of the earth,

nature, farming, not so far away,

to walk, drive and be quiet,

on a hill by the sea,

water, sand, stone and dirt,

I wish to take a boat, to see the gulls,

to be quiet, in the roaring death dealing sea,

I’m silenced by its awesome mighty peace,

to swallow me within its life giving and taking swirling mass,

I’m connected to the universe through this ever morphing body,

as much a part of me as not,

one day I will return to my home, the Viking the Roman the 80% of me,

the earth, sea and sky, the same difference,

but for now my task is to mingle,

with the other groups of atoms,

category on category, enable me to think I’m explaining to you.

Author: Sam

I'm a multi-media artist, working with drawing, painting, textiles and motion expression, I have been living in Asia for the last 6 years, I'm originally from Wales, in the UK. I am available for commissions and creating animated films for commercial, educational and entertainment projects.

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