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Tale of a Thistle ©

(Scottish Flower)

Nat Hall
Sandwick, Shetland
2004

Thistle, thistle,
tell me life;
across the glen
I see your pride.

Asleep heather
under the snow,
I drink your
water -
river Coe.

Under the rocks
shimmer the footprints
of the past...
where Highland men
held their honour,
sword iron cast.

Thistle, thistle
green and purple,
each seed is
hidden in our hearts -
ready to flourish
high and fast.


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