Guest House

Thank you Diane Sherman for introducing me to this beautiful poem. Thank you Jamie Catto for introducing me to this beautiful image.


Guest House


Translated by Coleman Barks


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.


Jeladuddin Rumi

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