It is a blessing in disguise,
It seems to be the quality of the wise,
It proclaims to be the enemy of all lies,
It shows the truth in those eyes,
It declares to be the way to rise.
It is the bearer of the skies,
It seems to be the eradicator of all cries,
It proclaims to be the undoing of the unwise,
It declares to be the one to comprise,
It shows that it, in its own right, can revise,
Oh, what is this—this blessing in disguise?