Wilderness is good for the soul
Wild Wild Glen
Far in the distance lies a sectret glen,
Untamed and wild; not seen by men.
The mountains are high on every side,
Deep, deep glen immense and wide.
The harts and hinds have ruled at will,
Thousands of years they’ve roamed these hills.
Foreboding crags bear down from high,
Racing clouds in expansive skies.
Untainted land which, should be feared.
This sacred ground must be revered.