No Need to Understand
Standing in the museum, it suddenly occurs to you
that there is no need to understand
About this poem.
I love this painting. Unfortunately I did not do what I normally do when I photograph art in museums. I did not photograph the label that tells me the artist, or name of the painting.
I don’t understand it at all. I can apply lots of thoughts to it, but I don’t understand it. That’s OK with me. I learned, actually quite a while ago, that I don’t need to understand everything. Love is enough.
Be well. Travel wisely,