An incremental revelation

Of a reality of exactitude, 

No longer the spawn 

Of wishfulness, but prelude

To a piecemeal peacefulness, 

With secrets divulged

In order that the odyssey

Can be indulged 

And endured in dignity;

 

A salvation in installments 

Is certainly not in vain, 

For the war still

Has to be fought, even

If you chose not

Its terrain.