Heat and water, yeast and barley.
Sweet and pure;
Warm summer breeze
Caressing barley on the plain.
Wild and wilful burn
Lively rushing from the mountain.
Rich the reek,
Rising pungent smoke
That fuels the fire to dry the malt.
Heady taste and smell:
The landscape preserved in amber.
Such complex product
Of copper still and bourbon tun.
The Water of Life -
The essence of the Western Isles.
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