The Wild Glen
Far in the distance lies a secret glen,
Untamed and wild, not seen by men.
The mountains are high on every side,
Deep, secret glen colossal amd wild.
The harts and hinds have ruled at will,
Thousands of years they’ve roamed these hills…
All photographs are mine unless stated otherwise.
Wild Glen poem can be found in my first poetry book Timeless Shores. A percentage from every sale will be donated to mental health charities on Skye.