One of my favourite Rumi poems:
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'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.
Be grateful for whoever
comes,
because each has been
sent
as a guide from beyond.
-
Rumi
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Translation by Coleman Barks
