With the completion of every cycle
I hold within myself a most
Cunning celebration of my mentality;
The revival

Discarding the
Overwhelmingly hopeless and
Exceedingly unsuccessful
Ideals of this
Unenlightened, selfish disposition

Once held in disproportionately
High and exaggerated regard
A sanguine consideration
Ellusively employed and
Obliviously Imposed as
The most effective guard

That my presumptions of
A malleable ego
Born of subjective folly
Would provide for me
A new juxtaposition; required

If only it could with ease be faced

The bold truth of the present
Reconciled with the
Indiscretions of the past
Ignorant to the shortcomings
Unaware of the condition

Temperance and duality
An ever prominent theme
Experienced via the road of
Expressive extremes

Foolishly moving forward
Pretentious and niave
What a waste of time!
The final decree

Overwhelmingly aware of
What has come to be
How could I have been so blind to
Recognize that its in the
Abundantly sought after
Expression of self
That we define the human dream

© Katherine Bernhardt