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Blind Spots Revealed
The fog is lifting away from the day,
as well as from my misty vision.
To learn a lesson,
to see it clearly,
brings a lightness of heart.
To know that a powerful trigger
exposes one’s own vice
is humbling.
I see it now,
how my dislike of the other
is the disdain for
my own pride;
the revulsion for the other,
the disgust in
my own arrogance.
How amusing to think that,
all these years I thought
it was the other I didn’t like,
the other that I was judging.
Funny now to realize
that literally everything
is a reaction against
the disowned parts of myself.
Pride
Vanity
Arrogance
Anger
Fear
Thank you,
powerful mirror to my own blind spots,
the enemies of my best self, now seen.
I don’t like your pride or mine,
but I love you.
I don’t like your arrogance or mine,
but I love you.
The fog has evaporated
revealing the dawn of a new day.
free to love you,
free to love me.
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