Poetry
Eternity
He who binds to himself a joy
Does the winged life destroy.
But he who kisses the joy as it flies
Lives in eternity’s sunrise.
William Blake
Ten Thousand Flowers in Spring
Ten thousand flowers in spring, the moon in autumn.
A cool breeze in summer, snow in winter.
If your mind isn't clouded by unnecessary things,
This is the best season of your life.
Wumen
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'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.
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.
Rumi
Kabir
Oh mind, you carry on your back
Your actions like a heavy sack
No wonder that your shoulders ached
Another strain's enough to break
Your neck – so drop this stupid load
This is the last stop on the road
where you can find rest
stay, be Love’s guest.