Spaces

Between you and me
Lies infinite spaces
Of minds, of distance,
And of age, may be.
Yet we bond
As you read this,
My words
Waiting
To be consumed
By the one who is willing to read?
Spaces there might be
Of mother tongue, of creed,
Of sex, of gender,
Of religion and of beliefs.
And yet, they are important
For they mean
There are bridges.
In those differences,
Lay the points of similarity too.
As we turn to each other
To bridge this space between us
Our intentions have brought us
Within the same circumference
And we may challenge the other,
Either to agree or disagree,
But we’d have to understand
What each is saying?
And in that attempt
We must understand self,
Before the other becomes clear
And that takes time
To stand strong
For what we believe in
Without realizing so,
Unintentionally, unconsciously
We create what we think
And we aren’t exactly
How we think we are
Something less, something more
But never really almost.