Bannock Burn

Suburban streets

Quiet roads

Straightforward houses

People going about their work

And minding their business

It’s quiet, easy, peaceful

Walking

Till you take the path down

Down from the corner of the road

Down, down to the mill by the bridge

Down, down to the pulse of the burn

Teeming, seething,

Pulsing with history,

Dark with brown water

Surging with life.