Overjoyed at feeling simplified into special,
Where reflections melt & magnify in foresight,
And clouds could bloom in and out of focus as smoke,
Complicated easily as something worth more to trick a mind out,
Something other than what’s left or that can be learned,
For palliative deterioration of self at arms length,
Neither side could stretch the limits of a mind beyond choice,
Realigning inevitability from a reflected construct,
In an overall view of controllable progress.,