Reading cad goddeu (Part 1)

Thought lost in my head, seemed a dream close by,

I slept, upon the Lady’s green breast, with concrete eye,

A dim blindness, whereon I passed, thinking on things

Around you structured, becomes, the form of thought, you,

And each day passes in thought on you, you become,

The sun of my thought, my spirit arises to

Cad goddeu, opened my head, I see, surrounded by trees,

Dreamled in thoughts to you, stated alphabet, the trees,

Call me my name unseen, shaping, gateways

Between, thru which they lead, my spirit in thought to thee,

to be, my spirit swells, ready, in tree-gift, mouth of poetry