Fractured Thoughts Poem by Wilfred Mellers

Fractured Thoughts

As the world turns and my heart burns
I find some kind of resolution to the madness.
I am as I was and so shall I remain being.
Does that make sense to you?

It is clear as a bell to me that rings truth with a defining sound.
Picture this, wanting but not having and having yet still not wanting.
Paradoxical sounding but to the enlightened mind brings clarity.
It is a state of mind and being that is transcendental in form and function.

Can something have form and no structure but still have function?
Does that structure have to conform to a state of our reality?
Well from time I rise to liquid skies floating amongst the clouds.
Crystal River's flow to shimmer lights dancing on ripples in the water.

The scent of cinnamon floats in the air as the baker solicits his wares.
Ginger snaps abound with freshly made bread lingering on lips salivating.
Strawberry meadows were rich for reaping.
Peaches line roads of chocolate sunshine elegantly embossed in fields and streams.

Elegant is our universe, as we inhabit a small corner we thrive and flourish.
Peaceful from a distance with a heart that is blacker than the darkest part of any nightmare.
Spinning aimlessly in the heavens we await all that is to come.
We gaze at the sky in bewilderment asking ourselves 'Am I alone? '


Placid Lake's kinetic solidifies as humans cause amphibians to grow extra limbs.
Breeding a legacy of destruction on yet unformed future selves.
Eroding glaciers swamps down on white sands once had.
The bigger the questions the harder to define a correct answer to solve the problem.

The answer to the question is we are only alone in our heads.
That is the only place where you can be alone.
It is the place of clarity, where your mind is set free, to be all things.
Be one with the universe and be a thinker, a dreamer, and a lover of all things with life.