Gods of Caledonia

Taking refuge in remnants
Wild and free
Brought by glaciers in the age of ice
Enlivened by sorcerers in the age of magick

They stand sentinel, witnesses
To tales of enchantment and history
Ruined by agriculture, human engineering
And the greed of shepherd stock

Still, there are stories to be told
In the ancient wood for those who listen
For those who revere
The power of primal nature