Light Returns: Night scattered, the sense of darkness went,/My eyes regained their power, just as when//Northwesterlies build clouds up into mountains,/Skies blacken, the atmosphere grows dim,//The Sun's wiped out, the stars have not appeared/And night pulls down it's curtain everywhere;//Then if the north wind rushes from its cave/In Thrace, beats back the dark, unlocks the day//The sun so suddenly, so brilliantly bright/Now blinds our squinting eyes with dazzling.