That’s a lovely poem, Bill. I’m glad you reached those conclusions about the Divine. It took me a long time to really trust that. I was fortunate, though; at my rock-bottom, I remember speaking with a priest who was a family friend. And he was really kind. He told me that my fear was a sign that I did not want the things I feared. And he told me that maybe some years from our conversation, I would find myself sharing my experience and counseling someone else through a similar thing. There need to be more religious leaders who are open-minded, psychologically aware, and compassionate. Until there are… then the sharing of stories, by laypeople, helps the rest of us. ;)