The Open Way
Last night you looked so lovingly at me
I had to turn away.
You know there are two ways to love
a friend said to me:
Face to face, eye to eye, skin to skin
And in the other way one gives love
at a distance
And hopes they pick up clues.
The Guest House
|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 whatever comes.
because each has been sent
as a guide from beyond.