“I know you think you understand what I said, but what you don’t understand is what I said is not what I mean.”
For some reason I feel the two have relation in what I’m trying to say to myself in this moment.
This bridge encapsulates a journey into the unknown somehow. To walk out onto this bridge into the fog along a treacherous cliff along old cobblestone seems precarious to say the least.
Yet, it draws me in. If I were faced with this bridge in this moment, I would surely put one step in front of the other and venture out onto it.
It metaphorically speaks to the wish to know more about the unknown, what I actually feel, and what loved ones actually mean behind their words. We can find it difficult to put our thoughts together into words sometimes. It is in this difficulty that our unsure words simply open up more questions and more uncertainty, as if the attempt to communicate with another takes the lid off of their secret bottle where they live.
It is true within our own selves as well. In a strange way I feel that the way to find out the true meaning of what I am trying to say right now to myself can best be found by walking across this bridge in the mist. If I sit out on that point, I think I will find the answer.
© r.e.l. 6/25/10