The 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 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 grief.
Meet them at the door and invite them in.
Be grateful for whoever comes.
Because each has been sent
as a guide from beyond.