Understand How in Poetry

Yes, but how?
It’s somewhere else
That I can’t see
I feel it
…maybe
Thinking clearly
It makes
No sense
But when I’m feeling
It is
What I sense
Listen?
In trying to be quiet
There are more questions
In that dark, confusing space
The internal
Requires tending
It isn’t in the receiving of answers
But in the effort of seeking
I’m beginning to
Understand
How.