that was conferred upon me as a new creation,
had i been contrived as nothing more than mere mortal woman,
i, perhaps, would not suffer the strain of consciousness
of that which is in my power to achieve.
i am weary of my power, though,
regardless that it has aided me in attaining
that which should have been beyond my scope,
i ache for inconsistency,
i long to pass the hours of my unending acquaintance with self
as a nymph who owes only the world
the grace of her beauty.
ha! alas,
i am obliged to place myself to great use,
and the mountains quake and the sea recedes
in fear of my passing,
"take heart," i say,
"i shall be a graceful conqueror."
and in turn that which inevitably falls under my rule
bows kindly, for naught can begrudge me
the fulfillment of accomplishing that which was always
solely mine to procure.

