Lonely Loch Shiel

Sometimes I just want to sit and write. It's not always that I have something to write about, I think it's just that my brain wants to dump off excess BULK to make room for more. It's a NECESSITY, more-so than a want. It's a burning need.

Here's a little something I NEEDED to write on one such instance.

Lonely Loch Shiel


By lonely, Loch Shiel in the heart of Glenfinnan
Where waters do ripple and sheep graze all day
My heart swells with pride as I gaze o'er the water
I know that my clansmen beneath my feet lay.

'Twas war and much hardship that made such strong people
A fire in their hearts and deep pride for their land
Beliefs buried deep beneath blood, sweat and tartan
No fear in their eyes, with Claymore in hand.

As I stand on the shores of Loch Shiel in Glenfinnan
I whisper a prayer on the cool, highland breeze
I ask that their souls are all peacefully resting
Allowing their spirits to soar here with ease.

By lonely, Loch Shiel in the heart of Glenfinnan
Where waters do ripple and sheep graze all day
My heart swells with pride as I gaze o'er the water
I Know that my clansmen, beneath my feet lay.


{Copyright 1999}