A beautiful poem by Emily after her first visit to Wild Wales

I’ve come to a place where I’m not lost only found

A calm gently blows through the hills all around


The tide of the sea breathing back and fourth

Take a compass and find me, the arrow points north


There’s a quiet here, a stillness flowing up through my feet,

Pebbles bounce on the shore, come take a seat


The crunch of the branches over roots of the trees,

By the crisp burnt pastels that shines off the leaves


Surrounded by colours of rainbows that pop,

Take it all in, be still and just stop


The view from my window a painting once more

Feeling more wild and restored than ever before

Up on the hills where your thoughts flow free

Watching clouds hug the mountains, that’s where I’ll be



By Emily-Rose Hurdiss 

Anna Matthews§