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 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.
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3 comments:
j
very cool. I'm worried about the guests who have extended their stay in my guest house indefinitely. A board outside my guest house says "No vacancy".
:) I am guessing that you don't agree with the philosophy of the poem then?!!
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