Rumi on my birthday

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 cleaning 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 the beyond.



Comments

smartcat said…
Happiest of days. Keep on dancing round the sun!
Thank you dear Jenny for being a guest in my house, wakening me with your wonderful blog. Happy Birthday dear one.

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