On the Pleasures of Rumi (Part 1)

For those of us who only wake up in the morning because, as a friend of mine once put it, we didn’t die the night before.

by Rumi

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.


3 thoughts on “On the Pleasures of Rumi (Part 1)

  1. Lynette says:

    This helps immensely, Eileen. Thanks. I love Rumi!

    “My soul is from elsewhere, I’m sure of that. And I intend to end up there.” – Rumi


    • Eileen says:

      You’re welcome Lynette dear. 🙂 If you have the chance, get Daniel Ladinsky’s Love Poems from God: Twelve Sacred Voices from the East and West . It’s one of the best poetry anthologies I’ve ever encountered.


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