a visitation of cloth draped about you; a pearl
to link the lady therein –
a weave of highlands revisited,
more than just name can give –
amid water of memory cast shallow,
long shadows promise
of virtue filled –
beauty concealing a thread
of unwritten …
word you hold in concord -
presented by course of the highlands,
the hound stands in
watch of a maid,
draped in a weave; a the cloth worthy
of life in binding cause -
be it the tartan revealing
my namesake; your heart entwined
that I succumb -
to the bearing, my lass,
my lady, I bow to
the highlands in
pause
bkmackenzie
copyrighted 2008
