The Dance
Falling leaves
make their dance
in the wind
of eveningWithin
there is lightHands touch
in the dance
Hands hold and
steps
cross in timeOur great grandfathers
and great grandmothers
many times back
danced as we do
in this same placeLong time memories echo
as their spirits rise
to dance with us
in the shadowsOutside
as long ago
leaves continue their dance
at nightfall
in autumn’s wind
We Want to Hear From You!
Share your favourite memories of the Highlands and Islands
Stories are at the heart of what we do as a project and we are always looking to learn more about what the Highlands and Islands means to people who live, work, and visit here. Do you have a favourite memory of a person or place that you feel represents the Spirit of the Highlands and Islands? Share it with us below - we can't wait to hear from you!
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