No one understands,
really.
But you know.
And I know.
Deep
down
inside,
we know.
Yet,
there are no words,
no way to explain,
or illustrate,
or prove.
There is only this:
In the deepest places of the soul,
all enveloped with vibrantly lush, green leaves
and cascading waterfalls of refreshment
is where The Reality lives –
the God of our own understanding.

*This poem was inspired by the following quote, written by Beverly Lanzetta:
“…it is in the wilderness of your heart that you discover a reality beyond every religious form.”