Somebody asked me : “do you understand me?”
And instead of answering, I was thinking about the word “under-stand”
How close can we share our experience and our perception?
or do we always feel as citizens of a foreign land?
What are the hidden components of under-standing?
The words, the expression, the intonation, the hints, memories, imagination, and reality landing..
Do we non stop, recreate, redefine, and reinvent ourselves in a dialogue?
Like a jumping frog expanding landscape, out of the fog?
Maybe all we are seeking is acceptance and love,
As a security umbrella for who we are, not from beneath but from above.