A blackout curtain was all young Jack
\nWas ever able to see
\nNothing else was evident
\nSuch totality
\nBehind his home was a forest
\nAnd from his home a path
\nSmelling the different smells he could
\nAnd hearing his great friend Garth<\/p>\n
Garth provided his commentary
\nThe panting padding sound
\nHe was jacks best friend alive
\nHis foot sounds on the ground
\nWere clearly very helpful
\nTo Jack in special ways
\nDaylight was never apparent
\nNight no different than days<\/p>\n
One winters days it had snowed
\nThe night before
\nJAck said to Garth
\nLets go garth in the forest
\nLets go via the path
\nWhat are the trees now looking like
\nAnd the dog began to bark
\nAnd jack could feel the softness of the ground
\nAround the park<\/p>\n
He could also feel the coldness
\nAs the snow flakes hit his face
\nAnd kind of turned to water
\nThey were gone without a trace
\nGarth somehow was able
\nTo help dear Jack to see
\nAnd jack with his hearing
\nAnd keen scent
\nObliged miraculously<\/p>\n
To any moment of expression
\nAnd of sight
\nIs what is going to be the opposite
\nIts white so all you see is blackness
\nAnd all there is is white
\nYou can see the black curtain
\nSo try hard to imagine white<\/p>\n
Jack could not see anything
\nJust a space a sort of void
\nThat happened to be colourless
\nA piece of celluloid
\nA story without an ending
\nAn environment without light
\nWhere upon Young jack he tripped and fell
\nAnd tried with all his might<\/p>\n
To stop himself but crashed down
\nOn the icy ground
\nAnd garth was clealy worried
\nThey had had strayed far from the path
\nAnd now the snow was falling hard
\nWhere Did the path go
\nWith all this snow a tumbling down
\nIt just now didnt show<\/p>\n
I lay down and Garth told me
\nBe best run and find
\nSome help because he knew he could
\nFor me just being blind
\nEverywhere the dark curtain
\nReally just one hue
\nMy sense of smell and hearing
\nWere clearly good and true<\/p>\n
But I still could not see colours
\nOr recognize quite where
\nI was i had no bearings
\nAnd so heightened despair
\nThen suddenly my feet just slipped
\nFrom under me and I
\nSprawled out in the grassy mud
\nAnd upside down did lie<\/p>\n
My head was really aching
\nApparently as I fell
\nmy head hit a great wooden board
\nWhich Sort of felt like Hell
\nAnd I was knocked a’sunder
\nLike a thunder strike it was
\nAnd I then rang my dear mama
\nWell really just because<\/p>\n
It did make sense to let her
\nKnow where I was and why
\nAnd I was going to sleep that night
\nOn the litter that was dry
\nIn the morning light they found me
\nAnd on me laying there
\nWas a fox and a wild badger
\nAnd two deers
\nThat they did share<\/p>\n
And each half hour the foxes
\nLicked the snow away
\nMelted the ice with their sweet tongues
\nMedicinally they say
\nFor all these florence nightingales
\nGave warmth
\nAnd saliva too
\nA Sort of palliative care
\nWhich Is what the wild folk do<\/p>\n
Leaves had fallen down on me and certain
\nBerries too
\nForests dont have physicians
\nReally to get through
\nThere was only the night sky
\nAnd the trees around that calmed
\nAnd garths friends their Saliva
\nThat hopefully wouldnt have harmed<\/p>\n
When Garth returned i could hear him
\nPadding and his breath
\nClearly he had followed my scent
\nAnd was frighted half to death
\nAt really what had become of me
\nFor it had been some hours
\nThe animals had all laid with me
\nGiving their healing powers<\/p>\n
They Had kept me warm and safe infact
\nThough they told me that my eyes
\nWere all covered in some watery substance
\nAnd with leaves too surprise!
\nThe ambulance men had cleaned me up
\nAnd carried me away to their waiting ambulance
\nWhich was not that far away<\/p>\n
Garth leapt in beside me
\nAnd the ambulance soec away
\nThey covered me with a blanket<\/p>\n
But i just felt ok
\nReally I had the assurance
\nThat I Had been Quite safe
\nThe refuge was their bodies
\nAnd me a human waif
\nUnable to attempt the walking
\nWithout my trusty hound
\nAnd before garth left
\nHe found some mates
\nWho were happy to come around<\/p>\n
The news is just spectacular
\nDespite my adversity
\nThe head wound that I had sustained
\nHad been cleaned up beautifully
\nSods law hadnt kicked in
\nApparently the snow and the combined saliva licks
\nWere amazing and I know<\/p>\n
The miracle that is nature
\nTo believers
\nAnd to me
\nWhen I fell down in that wood
\nI knew I couldnt see
\nBut when I regained my consciousness
\nColours filled my eyes
\nI could actually see those colours
\nI could actuualy realise<\/p>\n
It was never supposition
\nIt was healing from my friends
\nThe foxes and the badgers
\nAnd the Hares their saliva ends
\nThe darkness and the awful pains
\nThat frequesntly did come
\nThe wild souls perform miracles
\nAnd clearly I had some<\/p>\n
Of course the doctors talked about
\nA change in my brain stem
\nThe optical nerve some sort of curve
\nBut for me the only gem
\nIn my life were the wild friends
\nWho came to heal me they
\nInterpreted my actual need
\nAnd it was them that saved the day<\/p>\n
The bountifulness I experienced
\nTo be able to see
\nThe colours in the forest
\nThe greens and browns that be
\nSo obvious in Autumn and winter with the snow
\nThe whiteness of the branches
\nFulfilled was I you know<\/p>\n
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A blackout curtain was all young Jack Was ever able to see Nothing else was evident Such totality Behind his home was a forest And from his home a path Smelling the different smells he could And hearing his great … Continue reading