Sing
Sing
not of man,
but bear and salt,
legend and deep voyage,
ancestral water,
frost and voice.
Hail Caledonia!
and you,
in Scotia style
reveal words
in smoke and wood,
that breathed
the same air as me.
whisper
for the return glance
proclaims
its prayer
of time
without consequence.
Copyright © Michael Mccreadie | Year Posted 2012
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