The Guest House

by tantricslide

Posted to Action Poetry on 2001-11-16 14:06:00

Parent message is 62914
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 vistor.

Welcome and entertain them all!
Even if they’re a crowd of sorrows,
who violently sweep your house
empty of its funiture,
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 greatful for whoever comes,
because each has been sent
as a guild from beyond.

Rumi

peace.