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