Romance Poem: SCOTTLANDER, by Ruchi Acharya

I fall in love with a Scottish lass,
One who lives in a bonnie glen.

I feel quite happy, bodiless,
Freed from terror,
Forbidden by the world in a full circle.

I clench my grip to his,
Singing the song of auld:

“O you’ll take the high road and I’ll take the low road,
And I’ll be in Scotland afore ye.
But me and my true love will never meet again
On the bonnie, bonnie banks of Loch Lomond.”

Yet all the time I had,
I loved, I loved
Until I was dead,
But my soul remains yours.

My heart is wanting
Thy dust to green.

I was alive again
To go for another round of ale with him.

The sky yields snow
For the bonnie brown lassie so braw.

Dancing, chanting, and drumming,
She runs towards her other soul.

The candle flame is flickering
As the wooden windowsill cracks.

The candle flame died as the two,
White horses danced in the snow