Poempig first became fascinated with Sufi poet, Rumi, 2 years ago when this poem was read over the radio. I do not know who translated this version. It is not in my copy of The Rumi Collection edited by Kabir Helminski. The power of this poem is that it speaks to all of us. Life is troubled. You do not decide which emotions will arrive at your doorstep each day. Yet each arrival can educate you about yourself.
This being human is a guesthouse
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 cleaning 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.