Belonging

Communication through words is the most feeble

We all have this intrinsic understanding 

So much yearning for being understood

But the communication has never happened 

Nor will it ever happen

The words are at your periphery

They reach the other at their periphery

And if those words ever sink in them

You know what happens 

They don't 'get it'

There are different words you use

To belong to different groups 

Certain words for the family

Certain words for the friends

But that attempt at belonging is always an effort

Like two pyramids who want to share two faces with each other 

There is no authenticity in that belonging 

The most authentic place of belonging lies hidden

Just beneath

So close to you

Its not even appropriate to say it is close

Because it is you, yourself 

At the heart of reality

You exist as one

Not two

Not in conflict 

But present
Effortless 

Belonging

Drunk

Alert

Authentic