The strains of Danny Boy<\/p>\n
play shrill outside my window,<\/p>\n
my mind fills with unbidden images<\/p>\n
of sunlit glades and rocky, fissured shores,<\/p>\n
the sounds of battle cries, thoughts of long-lost loves.<\/p>\n
<\/p>\n
It must be in my blood,<\/p>\n
this land my eyes have not yet seen<\/p>\n
for whene\u2019er I hear the bagpipes played<\/p>\n
– a sound some cannot bear –<\/p>\n
my heart is stirred and set afire.<\/p>\n
<\/p>\n
I must needs travel one day hence<\/p>\n
to survey those sweet heathered moors,<\/p>\n
the deep dark lochs, the fertile glens,<\/p>\n
the forests filled with fairy folk,<\/p>\n
the haunted towered castles from antiquity.<\/p>\n
<\/p>\n
My familial roots lie in this Celtic land<\/p>\n
of fidelity, acceptance, inclusion,<\/p>\n
morality, modesty, humour.<\/p>\n
I\u2019ve inherited their inner fire<\/p>\n
that stirs when anyone is wronged.<\/p>\n
<\/p>\n
Oh Caledonia,<\/p>\n
the pipes, the pipes are calling me,<\/p>\n
from glen to glen, and down the mountain side.<\/p>\n
I bid you bide, \u2018til I arrive<\/p>\n
upon the ebbing tide.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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