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Introspection

The Guest House by Rumi

On March 7, 2023 by Speranza

 

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 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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​                     Rumi (1207-1273)

 

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2 comments

  • bflyguy March 7, 2023 at 12:59 am - Reply

    Lovely poem. Sort of reminds me of Cohen’s ‘The Guests’.

  • Prue Batten March 7, 2023 at 4:42 am - Reply

    What a beautiful poem – it describes the daily lodgers so well. Be they temporary or permanent. And the idea of being a welcoming host…

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