I found this from a book in my mother tongue and it got translated by a friend of mine, and I like this. She found this to be about connection to God, I to connection to people.
When I really listen to you, I step inside of you.
I live in your words; I fill myself with you.
At this stage there can be no judgement or critique.
I live in the wholeness of your thoughts without interrupting them.
I consider this wholeness of yours in my own mind-but only after I have truly entered into yours.
When I talk, you have to listen to me, as well to you.
That means, you have to listen to how I listen.
If you do this, you will speak to the deepest parts of me.
You, speaker, have to listen to yourself and to me
and I have to end my own inner dialogue while I listen.
We'll both start with listening,
and from that, the desire for speech will come.
That's when we'll know what kind of talk is worthwhile
to fill the space our listening prepared for it.
Who will decide what we will talk about?
All of the minutes that met in our shared silence.
If you speak with all this in mind, your words will reflect part of me back to myself
and I will do you the same favor in return,
and the thread that connects our characters will be revealed.
Then the consummation of the mysterious message that we have each been simultaneously persuing and living all our lives will have been realized.