I see people
All reflecting me
Why do I not see them?
Where can they be?

All the traits
That I do see
Are mine
How can that be?

Is all I love me?
Well that's a tough question
All I see is me
So all I must love is me!

All of these traits
That show me pain
Show me disgust
Show me hate
I resist
Because it is not me

But truly that is them
What is painful to me
Is what I choose not to be
But my pain is their love
Their beauty is in who they are
different from me
The pain becomes information
I see them now

How narcissistic was I?
To only accept me
To only love me
To only see me
How narrow minded could I be?

But alas I do see
Others, past me!
I forget the distaste
And decide to learn
To Observe
Rather than 'see'
Distaste became genuine interest

Love is acceptance
I dare do say
And to accept another person's faults
Is to see their own true strength
For they were never faults to begin with
For what we know is limited
And what they are is vast

We think we know
But we really deny
That is all that is truth

So I quit denying
The very existence of others
I see past my ego
Into the lives of others
I accept what isn't me
Which exceeds my very own limited nature

And 'shatter'
All mirrors are gone!

Enlightenment
I do very well see
For love is acceptance
And acceptance is learning
all others I do observe

My stress has disappeared
And the only mirror I see
Is in my bathroom
he he