The Solution

The blessed sun now shines above,

Pierces the storm and sends its ray

Settling us again upon our way,

Some distant point is now clear defined,

Solution to the riddle in the mind,

The place now reveals its true identity

And life assumes a reassured content.

A more confiding aspect, and the way

Is clear, and I no longer strive in vain,

No longer stray to reach conclusions.

Now is made quite plain the true position –

Reassured we find

Our spirits clear, no longer groping blind.

And suddenly I’m reassured

Of where I am, and that single clue

Gives me reassurance; I can view

The distance now resolved, made clear,

The landscape now appears possessed and sheer –

This single clue will help,

I now no longer grope,

How easily the problem now resolves –

This single ray of hope will end dismay

And draw me closer to my destiny,

Now we retrace our way out through the gloom

Which formerly perplexed us and dismayed.

The problem now is solved

And our end resolved.