To speak the same language
Is kinship and affinity,
Yet a person stuck with those
He can’t confide in
Is trapped like a prisoner
Enchained by lack of understanding.
It is, indeed, ironic:
There are many people
From India and Turkey
Who speak the same language,
While there are countless Turks
Who really can’t understand one another.
The universal language is authentic insight.
To be one in heart is surely superior
To only speaking the same words.