# A Journey Among the Highlands

Author: Foxpiper
Tags: Battle, Brian, Highlands, Jacques, Northland, Poem, Redwall, journey

This poem is dedicated to Yasmin as well. I wrote it in response to a poem that she wrote for me. In this poem, a creature tells of his journey among the Highlands.
Redwall is © by Brian Jacques, All rights reserved.

A Journey Among the Highlands

 

By 

Foxpiper

 

As I walked among the Highlands, my footpaws felt the earth,  
 Forming paw prints in the ground blessed by my very mirth;  
 I was always proud to call these Highland hills my own,  
 Even though I silently drifted over them all alone.

 A gentle breeze glided over the land urging my tail to flow,  
 Whilst the sun shone down upon my face and caused my fur to glow;  
 Truly, this land was only meant for creatures of Northland birth,  
 Who could look around and embrace these hills for all their worth.

 As I continued to roam, I found a glen between a secluded dale,  
 Which offered a beautiful loch where much wildlife did prevail;  
 The rowan trees bowed gently toward the patches of bonnie heather,  
 And all the whilst, I stood in awe and enjoyed the peaceful weather.

 Soon, I began to grow weary thus I settled against a large rock,  
 Whilst I hummed the mystical tune of an ancient piobaireachd;  
 Even the tranquil winds lilt a tune around each furry ear,  
 And before long, I was lulled to sleep in this land that I held dear.

 Sadly, I was whisked away into a nightmare from long ago,  
 A battle between rival clans fought on a bloody field of snow;  
 As I piped the soldiers onward, I heard them shout our battle cry,  
 Whilst I played with tear-streaked eyes as I watched my brethren die.

 Suddenly, a well-guided arrow struck me directly in my side,  
 Causing me to roar in agony as I stumbled and lost my stride;  
 Alas, my heart-wrenching cries were not heard among the screams,  
 Until I finally faded away with all my hopes and dreams.

I awoke with a startle; my entire body was covered in sweat,  
 My memory of that dreadful day is something I shall never forget;  
 As the cool winds comforted me, I decided to end my stay,  
 And thus, I parted into the mists and floated over the brae.

 As I drifted among the Highlands, I no longer felt the earth,  
 Instead, I silently flew over the ground blessed by my own mirth;  
 Always remember this sacred land for both its beauty and strife,  
 For it is among these Highland hills that I lost my very life.

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