An ancient forest kisses the shores,
Its magical pureness echoing mans call.
Upon the air the trees speak and invade,
I smell the foliage of a long-lost age.
Its crystal waters lay beneath a mist,
it sweeps and twirls,
a slow dance of nature’s cool breath.
I stand still, hear her gentle laugh,
its ensnaring note, a healing balm.
I feel the passing of a thousand years,
cross my face, wipe away my tears.
by. Salena Lee
I love Loch Katrine, it is by far one of my favourite places. No matter how many times I visit, it always captures my imagination and fills me with peace.