The Guest House
By Rumi
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're 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.
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