THE GUEST HOUSE
This being human is a
guest house.
Every morning a new
arrival.
A joy, a depression,
a meanness,
some momentary
awareness comes
as an unexpected
visitor.
Welcome and entertain
them all!
even if they are a
crowd of sorrows,
who violently sweep
your house
empty of its
furniture,
still, treat each
guest honorably.
He may be clearing
you out
For some new delight.
The dark thought, the
shame, the malice,
Meet them at the door
laughing and invite them in.
Be grateful for
whatever comes.
because each has been
sent
as a guide from
beyond.
Jelaluddin Rumi
translation by Coleman Barks
From ‘The Illuminated Rumi’
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