Heed the call of the wild,
Seek and discover Nature’s child,
Breathe in that salty wind,
As the shadow of our hearts rescind.
Feel the echoes and shivers,
As the gusts whip up the rivers,
Cobwebs of ache torn apart,
Here in the Scottish tempest’s heart.
Then in to the warm embrace,
Of a homely hearth, fire ablaze.
To sip on whisky and winter,
Content as our souls sinter.