Roedd y bore yn ddigalon, ond roedd yr haul yn codi yn araf dros Ynys Skomer.

The morning was dreary, but the sun was slowly rising over Ynys Skomer.

Roedd gwenyn yn paffian dros y gweiriau, a'r môr yn sibrwd geiriau heddychlon wrth iddo ddifa'r arfordir.

Bees buzzed over the grasses, and the sea whispered peaceful words as it lapped at the shore.

Gareth a Carys oedd yn sefyll ar lan yr ynys, yn aros am y cychod bach i'w cludo i lawr y rhaffog yn Skomer.

Gareth and Carys stood on the island's edge, waiting for the small boats to take them down the strait at Skomer.

"Ydych chi'n barod?

"Are you ready?"

" gofynnodd Gareth, ei lygaid yn disgleirio â chyffro.

asked Gareth, his eyes shining with excitement.

Roedd yn gobeithio y byddai'r diwrnod yn esgor ar orffwys i'w feddwl prysur, llawn o bryderon am ei waith.

He hoped the day would bring some rest to his busy mind, full of worries about his work.

"Rwy'n barod," atebodd Carys, ei chamera'n hongian wrth ei hysgwydd.

"I'm ready," replied Carys, her camera hanging at her shoulder.

Roedd hi'n chwilio am eiliad perffaith i'w dal, gobeithio y byddai'r llun hwnnw'n rhoi goleuni ar ei bywyd.

She was searching for the perfect moment to capture, hoping that photo would shed light on her life.

Ar ôl i'r cwch godi ar y safle, cyrhaeddon nhw dir Ynys Skomer.

Once the boat arrived, they reached the land of Ynys Skomer.

Roedd y llecyn mor fyw â'r haf ei hun.

The spot was as lively as summer itself.

Ac roedd yna adar drycin, gwirioneddol dragwyddol, sefyllfa anhygoel i Gareth.

And there were storm petrels, truly eternal, an incredible sight for Gareth.

Wrth iddynt symud dros y caeau gwyrdd a blodau gwyllt yn dew, dechreuodd y cymylau tywyllu.

As they moved over the green fields and thick wildflowers, the clouds began to darken.

"Mae'r tywydd yn newid," sylwodd Gareth.

"The weather is changing," noted Gareth.

"Ymae 'na cwmwl mawr yn dod," ychwanegodd Carys, yn edrych ar y gorwel.

"There's a big cloud coming," added Carys, looking at the horizon.

Wedi ychydig fisoedd o olrhain tryfflithoedd, cyrhaeddon nhw'r clogwyn lle roedd y puffins yn byw.

After a few months of tracing trails, they reached the cliff where the puffins lived.

Roedd y cefnfor glas yn gwelwi tu hwnt i'r creigwmb.

The blue ocean faded beyond the rocky ledge.

Ond dechreuodd y gwynt chwerwi, gan godi storm ar droed.

But the wind began to bitter, brewing a storm at their feet.

"Beth wnaethom ni wneud!

"What have we done!"

" gwaeddodd Gareth, eu dillad yn araf gwlychu.

shouted Gareth, their clothes slowly getting wet.

"Rhaid i ni ffeindio lle i lochesu," cynghorodd Carys, gan ei ddilyn i gapel bychan o gydradd.

"We must find a place to shelter," advised Carys, leading him to a small chapel of refuge.

Roedd yr ystafell gyfyng yn eu cysgodi rhag y glawoedd trwm, ond nid eu meddyliau.

The cramped room sheltered them from the heavy rains, but not their thoughts.

"Efallai mai nid y peth iawn yw hyn," meddai Gareth, yn ofni siarad yn glir am ei deimladau.

“Perhaps this isn’t the right thing,” said Gareth, fearing to speak clearly about his feelings.

"Efallai nad yw ffotograffiaeth yr alwedigaeth iawn i mi chwaith," cyfrannodd Carys, yn edrych tuag allan ar y dŵr yn tryloyw o dan y lloches fan hon.

“Maybe photography isn’t the right vocation for me either,” contributed Carys, looking out at the water shimmering under this sanctuary.

Yn araf, roeddent yn rhannu eu pryderon a'u gobeithion.

Slowly, they shared their worries and hopes.

Dywedodd Gareth am ei ofnau o droi'n pendraw i'w gyfoes, a rhannu ei angerdd tuag at natur.

Gareth spoke of his fears of eventually losing himself in the routine and shared his passion for nature.

Dywedodd Carys am ei bwrlwm i ddal eiliadau syml byddai byth yn dod drachefn.

Carys spoke of her drive to capture simple moments that would never come again.

Wrth iddynt orffen sgwrsio, y storm arafu.

As they finished talking, the storm eased.

Roedd y cymylau yn cilio, gan ddatgelu enfys llachar yn ymestyn dros y caeadle.

The clouds receded, revealing a bright rainbow stretching across the skyline.

Roedd Carys yn dal ei anadl wrth iddo ddal y ddelwedd perffaith o'r bobl, y tir a'r amser.

Carys held her breath as she captured the perfect picture of people, land, and time.

"Mae hyn yn ddigonol," meddai Gareth, yn teimlo tawelwch newydd.

“This is enough,” said Gareth, feeling a new calmness.

A chyn iddynt adael yr ynys, roedd y ddau ohonynt yn teimlo'n ysgafn, yn barod i wynebu eu bywydau newydd gyda hyder a chariad i'r byd o'u cwmpas.

And before they left the island, both of them felt lighter, ready to face their new lives with confidence and a love for the world around them.

Roedd Ynys Skomer yn ilygru eu hatgofion gyda phob porthiant a chyfnewidiad, ar y diwrnod haf golau.

Ynys Skomer enriched their memories with every encounter and change, on that bright summer day.