Kingdom of the Isles ©
Celtic and Viking relics.
Forgotten times flowing away
But like the tide,
Still coming back to fill the dreams
Lost on the rocks...
Hidden castles - homes of warlords,
Thistle and pride;
Hear the piper blow through the wind
To woo his bride.
On barren land, crofters once toiled
Mariners harvested treasures
Lost in the mist...
Poets and bards amused their lords -
What a beehive!
It's buried somewhere... It's still breathing,
...It is alive.