In memorium

[Orionson]

Beautifully said, Nathan. I am not a religious man, in the conventional sense. Yet, I am a deeply spiritual one and Glencoe, along with Glenfinnan, are the joint epicentre of my Scottish Soul. Each are sacred spaces where the spirits of those who lived, and died there can still be felt by those sensitive and open enough to allow themselves to feel them. I am travelling through Glencoe tomorrow morning and I will pause a moment by the roadside at the Western end of the glen not far from the Auld MacIain's home and offer your respects, my friend.

MacIain of Glencoe
Yet still my lonely spirit soars... I am MacIain
The royal stag stands proudly on the hill
Falling prey to man his mortal foe
Some men know nought of dignity or pride
And strike with no respect their deadly blow.
Yet still my lonely spirit soars, amid the mountains and the glen
From my ancestral burial ground, I am MacIain
The name MacDonald echoes still, within the hearts of Highland men
My restless soul will never sleep, I am MacIain.
The east is flanked by Buachaile Etive Mor
At south the highest Bidian is here
Of treachery no warning will they give
But from the Signal Rock betrayal sounded clear.
Yet still my lonely spirit soars, amid the mountains and the glen
From my ancestral burial ground, I am MacIain
The name MacDonald echoes still, within the hearts of Highland men
My restless soul will never sleep, I am MacIain.
Yet still my lonely spirit soars, amid the mountains and the glen
From my ancestral burial ground, I am MacIain
The name MacDonald echoes still, within the hearts of Highland men
My restless soul will never sleep, I am MacIain.
My restless soul will never sleep..I am MacIain, I am MacIain.

Words copyright © Moira Kerr