A 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 attend them all!

Even if they're a crowd of sorrows,

Who violently sweep your house

Empty of its furniture.

Still, treat each guest honourably.

He may be clearing you out for some new delight.

 

Jalal ad-Din Muhammad Rumi