In A Mystical State Of Mind


I've been there, oh, more than a few times
basked in sunlight of other times and places
and found myself speaking ancient Gaelic
among the courts of legendary monarchs

I've always found you there, a storied knight
battle scars yet visible on your handsome face
you always stand aloof, keeping your own counsel
I'd watch you from afar....wishing you were mine

I dare not utter a word for you belong to another
a lady prideful who betrayed you more than once,
yet you are hers in the eyes of law and church
I also am bound to another warrior, cold, possessive

I glimpse in your ice pale eyes, the pain of decades
the same kind of pain that dwells within my own
and then you look at me, face to face, eyes to eyes
and nothing else matters but the love we both see

so in realms of mystical times and places, love is all
love is healing, love is freedom, love is joyfulness
and in my mystical state of mind we dance to the
pipes and drums, joyful, free, My Laird and I