Damn if I didn’t walk around
a corner last night
and bumped right into myself;
stubbed my ego and nose too
same as if I’d walked into a foggy mirror
or a clear windowed door.
Standing there I was
looking at myself in a brother
denial and all defenses up
hiding from shame and guilt
projecting out onto the world
an anger toward self not owned inside.
This is not the first time mind you
that I’ve caught my self acting this way.
It’s just that it was painful
to see so clearly in another’s
their mirror of aggressive defense looking back at me
and them without a clue.
not even thinking to say “Thanks”
for helping me remember
Yes my ego responded with anger too—
to the insult of stubbing my nose
on the mirror of another’s ego.
But the gift
in the opportunity to re-member
is worth a “Thank you!” anytime.
So “Thank you!” world.
No matter where I look
there you are—
and there I am too.