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The Guest House January 2, 2008

Posted by tomasm in Inspiration, Poem.
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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 are a crown of sorrows

Who violently sweep your house

empty of it’s comforts.

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 he door laughing and invite them in.

Be grateful for whoever comes

For each has been sent as a guide from beyond.

– Rumi

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