The Guesthouse by Rumi

" The Guesthouse" by Rumi --

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The Guesthouse
This being human is a guesthouse 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're a crowd of sorrows Who violently sweep your house Empty of its furniture

Still treat each guest honorably He may be cleaning 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 the beyond
Translated by Coleman Barks