Veil them, cover them, wall them round-- <br />Blossom, and creeper, and weed-- <br />Let us forget the sight and the sound, <br />The smell and the touch of the breed! <br />Fat black ash by the altar-stone, <br />Here is the white-foot rain <br />And the does bring forth in the fields unsown, <br />And none shall affright them again; <br />And the blind walls crumble, unknown, o'erthrown, <br />And none shall inhabit again!<br /><br />Rudyard Kipling<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/letting-in-the-jungle/
