In a dream,
I ride a horse
over a ridge
and find a village
filled with people
far beyond my
imagination.
They seem so
different from me.
Their skin has a texture
I’ve never seen
and their customs
seem bizarre to me.
I have no understanding
of who they are or
why they are the
way they are.
Yet, I have
understanding for them —
each person and as a community —
even before I can
explain about our
differences
or explain about them
as a people.
So much has
been written about
understanding:
Do I understand
my neighbor?
Do I understand
people who are very different from me?
Do I understand
myself?
And what does it mean
to understand
anything
anyway?
Understanding is key.
When it breaks down,
all else is subject to
fuzzy logic.
But understanding
does not seem
to be the problem.
“What we’ve got here…
is failure to communicate.”
Not that what’s
being said is
anything but
obvious.
Just that so many
people
refuse to hear it
for what it is.
I listen and hear.
The message is clear.
I for one (yes, there are many more) cannot
remain silent.
~ created spontaneously by Stan Stewart
~ copyright © 2018 by Stan Stewart and muz4now, inc. All rights reserved.
Here are links to Interdependence Day (1) and Interdependence Day 2.