Every morning a new arrival.
A joy, a depression, a meanness,
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.
-Rumi, translated by Coleman Barks
Posted by Elizabeth Eilers Sullivan, Visitation Alumna ‘93 with gratitude to Rob Brezsny for posting poem and image. bringing both to my attention.