Misty Vales Of Caledonia

Misty Vales Of Caledonia
© Surazeus
2026 07 10

Through misty vales of Caledonia 
with lamp of Diogenes on my hand, 
I search for the dream ghost of everywhere 
who seems to know the secret of my name, 
because I hear her voice in tangled woods 
sing heart-enchanting melody of love. 

In shadowed woods of Caledonia 
with sharp spear of Longinus in my hand, 
I find Carline, daughter of Hecate, 
brewing cauldron of honey mushroom wine 
so I offer apples from Tree of Truth 
to star-eyed Nicnevan with long black hair. 

On jagged hills of Caledonia 
with blunt Hammer of Thor in my hand, 
I build stone towers as havens of faith 
where daughters of Scathach may dwell in peace 
to raise brave children of their aching hearts 
who map the world with hard feet of desire. 

From rugged shores of Caledonia 
with billowed sails of curiosity, 
I sail wood ship on flashing waves of hope 
along Black River of Goddess Danu 
who leads her people to the Promised Land 
to live safe from the swords of hungry greed. 

Up winding trails of Caledonia 
with Wand of Zambor to steady my gait, 
I climb fairy hill of Sith Chailleann 
where winds of wisdom swirling flakes of snow 
speak with voices my ancestors expressed 
about strange history of humanity. 

By sparkling lakes of Caledonia 
with eye-phone linking to the world wide web, 
I film deep waters of placid Loch Ness 
in hope to see lithe monster of God Mind 
that lurks in lightless abyss of my heart 
with arcane knowledge of all human fate. 

Down secret caves of Caledonia 
with flashlight that illuminates the mind, 
I find skulls of demonic dinosaurs, 
who roamed the world millions of years ago 
before we evolved to angels from mice, 
to record riddles of their prophecies. 

Across lush fields of Caledonia 
with horse of courage swift as morning wind, 
I confront the dream ghost of everywhere 
who shows me how history will unfold 
through revelation of messiah sleuth 
whose spirit wakes in hearts of all mankind.