Clear Coast

Through the murk and the dank,

As I struggle with decision,

The guilt and perceived loyalty ensue,

I need to think this decision through,

I talked and saw the light,

I kneaded and ploughed through it,

To get this clear coast I have I see,

That makes the two paths be painted white,

I can now make the decision in haste,

To stay or leave it all behind,

But in truth the clear coast was here

Shrouded but plain to see as day,

And the dream showed me the way,

Though it clicked at just the right time.