There are some things you just know.
Or you think you know them. But part of you
doubts that they are true. You want them to be.
Because they are good things. Right things.
Kind and loving things. Bathed in light from
Somewhere else. They make your tuning fork
vibrate in a way that feels like Life. They look
beautiful to the eye of your soul. Like home looks
to the one who’s been lost. You feel as if
you’ve been there before. With someone you love.
Then, in your doubting, you wander into another.
Or you read their words or see their actions or see
your self mirrored in their face. In that moment,
you know some of the truth of their lives.
Which is some truth of your life, too. Then
you understand. There are some things.
You. Just. Know.