Thursday, July 14, 2011
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 home
Empty of it's furniture.
Still, treat each guest honorably.
He may be cleaning you out
For some new delight.
May you cherish every moment of your amazing life, and may this tool be a blessing. . .