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 attend 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.

~ Rumi

photo courtesy N. Ashberger.