Seeking Peace (The Winds of Loch Awe)

There he stands, willfully alone
Leaning against the Stone so tall
Head bowed in anguished commune
Drawing strength from its solid essence
His great sword quiet now

When just hours before, he had lain
waste the Lowland Wolf "The MacLelland"
his childhood friend and foster brother
It is after the battle, after the blood
and death that the reality of the act, realized

The winds hit heavy on the banks of Loch Awe
The air hangs low with the loss and the sorrow
at the base of "Cruachan", the Highland Boar
is secure among his extended kin and clan
tomorrow, MacLellands will demand retribution

In the evening’s calm light
The heiland mercenary seeks peace
Putting from his mind the scene
Of Death’s honorably given blow
That has shattered his conscience

Loch Awe's winds touch his knees
Racing past toward the keep
Where he played as a child
With his many extended kin
Life’s double-edged basis still hidden

He wishes for childhood’s simplicity
When swords were wood, death pretend
Your enemy never in question
And never your brother-in-arms
Traitorous in act to your sworn King

Cynthia Philippi and Richard Brown
Story ideas and characters based on the work of Richard Brown