Island Castle

Clouds above the dark hills streaming
flecked with foam the seas.
Island castle, proud, defiant,
standing square and self-reliant,
down the centuries.

Once you housed a Highland chieftain
with his faithful band-
loyalty so deep rooted
that his sway was undisputed
through that rugged land.

Now, untenanted, you slumber,
dreaming day and night
of your former days of glory
when the boast of every story
was your solid might.

Wind and wave your constant music,
songs that never cease,
sea-birds cries will fail to wake you,
storms in vain attempt to shake you,
dream your dreams in peace.