Rumi - 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 whoever comes,
because each has been sent
as a guide from beyond.
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2 comments:
Hey! I've been led to believe that you need to update your latest obsession to something other than 'job hunt'... ;-)
Congrats!
I love this poem. I have another version that starts "This being human is an outhouse" but it has a much different message. :o)
Tracey
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