End of Journey

R-ain has stopped falling O-n March twenty-fifth day; S-un is beginning to rise; E-vening chill has gone away. A-nother morn has broken, N-ew dawn is now shining; N-o longer I see the dusk and twilight of the evening. G-ray clouds have disappeared, O-nly when clime turns fair; N-ight darkness is over, Z-ero haze floats in the air. A-fter the storm has faded, L-ight in the sky turns bright; E-arly mist passes from view, S-hadows are nowhere in sight. E-very cloud up above, S-ilver lining is in there; C-limb the highest hill A-s you can make it anywhere. L-ose not standing your ground, A-im for sparkling victory; N-ot for a moment must you quit T-o reach the E-nd of journey.