Haunting Beauty [revised] Poem by Margaret Alice Second

If vibrational harmony means we have all we need
to be healthy - illness illustrates the ways in which
thoughts, feelings and mood alter our bodies; with
medicine we control hormones and stop synapses
from relaying signals of pain straight to the brain

My mental template is feeling anxiety and nobody
can extricate the thin silver threads of happiness
from the rusting mesh of sad feelings in which my
life began; chemical imbalances which are caused
by my eating sweets to fill the hole in my heart -

I direct my eyes to happy words and pictures to
keep a lid on angst inside - I can't look at things
that resonate with cynicism, inhuman conditions
or clueless characters with whom I can't identify -
it pulls me down so far that living becomes an

Impossible feat instead of the joy it is; vibrational
harmony is my ideal - even though it's a Quixotic
dream since my hands are burning with the fire of
rowing upstream, while trying to pull them away,
being still to drift downstream, is impossible - yet

I still sing of haunting beauty and cherish visions
of exquisite loveliness changing life around me…