is it so difficult?

is it so difficult to live? to love? to express what we have in our minds? to describe all the beauty we may experience in our lifes.. or is it just so that only inside in our souls we can trully feel and 'see' the beauty, but words are not able to capture or to express what we 'see'? is it because everybody takes the words from his / her point of view? if i tell somebody about beautiful wooden bridge, he or she will not have the picture of my bridge I saw but a bridge they saw time ago, in a village full of kind people.. my wooden bridge and their wooden bridge will not be the same.. just he 'idea' of bridge will be fulfilled..

if there will be somebody who did not see a bridge in the entire life.. though I would explain what a bridge is.. the picture in me would not fly into his heart..

I would like to encourage you to listen when somebody is talking, not to your own thoughts but to the sense of words he or she paints the picture for you