I love to run, wind in my ears.

Then I ran across the black way.

Then there was nothing!

Then there was nothing.

Then a blaze of light;

My head hurts.

I lay still thinking.

Even that hurt!

 

I lay still in the deep place.

I hurt, I called but no sound happened.

I was dark.

I found a good scent of them

but they were not close.

I cried in my mind,

It was dark but then the birds called.

The light came.

The friends came.

The people came!

I am home again.

I am loved!

Soon I will run!

Yes!

David Garlick, North Saanich, July, 2010