Cariad...

Come run with me,
there's a place I have to show you,
and I want you to see it,
this place in all its glory.
We'll walk there together
and dance in the rain.

Sweet one, follow me,
walk with me through this forest,
and don't let those other paths
lead you astray.

Feel the wind caress your face,
taste this air, its sweetness,
and remember me like this when I am gone:
An ember flying on a night-wind from a bonfire,
a single snowflake dancing on a gust of frosted air,
a spark leaping from your fingertips to mine as our hands meet and clasp.

Remember me this way:
Running barefoot on this meadow grass,
the rush of wind catching my jacket open like wings, trailing out behind me,
my hair floating and whipping around my face.

Remember me here, in this place,
spinning and twirling wildly, my skirts flying out around me,
until I freeze in place, closing my eyes,
rising up to balance carefully on tip-toe,
standing perfectly still with my hands raised to the sky,
face turned up to catch the sun and wind and rain.

Remember me,
and love me,
and when it hurts to miss me, remember me as I am right now,
loving you, spinning with you beneath this perfect sky,
and basking in the joy, the power, the peace that comes from feeling, for a moment, truly free.