Of Joy And Inner Comfort Poem by Harvey Horst

I only know what I have read
About undescribable moments
Of joy and inner comfort.

And of what I have read
I understand very little.
Yet, I don't long to understand.

Which leaves me reason,
Great reason even,
To believe I never will.

Believe I never will
Hold a heart in my arms
Or feel something so human.

I'm not tempted to be loved
The need is not yet there.
But one faithful day it will arrive.

And I will understand.