I am taller than any man but my arms touch the earth My kin hosted the bee-wolf and I ward bee-sisters Many hands have dressed me drawn by love to adorn me I have seen kings give gold and queens give cups Coins uncounted have I held yet I can claim no wealth Long roads have I traveled lit only moonlight I have seen blood and pain and bliss and love I am crossed by few for I am warded by falcons I am the soul of a kingdom so say what I am called Rhodri