Retracted by the puzzle,
Pieces not in place
Pushed by the muzzle,
Embarking on a chase
Chastised by the thought,
Of solving problems
I initially could not.
Full swing of the bat
Home run
Victory gleaned from risk.
Finding X entails a dictionary void of ‘slack’
Divide, add, multiply, subtract
No hope descends
Mind the cataract,
Equations still loiter in the back.
Answers abound,
In a field full of questions
Harvest the most taxing
Where the clouds form
Provide sunshine,
Wake the early bird.
As you sift through the yield,
Sing together knowing
The resolutions to the exigent
Were only
But a step away.
–Dante