The Guesthouse by Rumi
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
Love After Love by Derek Walcott
The time will come
When, with elation,
You will greet yourself arriving
At your own door, in your own mirror
And each will smile at the other's welcome
And say sit here. Eat
Lost (Old Native American Elder Story)
Stand still. The trees ahead and the bushes beside you
Are not lost. Wherever you go is called Here,
And you must treat it as a powerful stranger,
Must ask permission to know it and be known.
The forest breathes. Listen.
We Shall Not Cease From Exploration by T.S.Elliot
We shall not cease from exploration
And the end of all our exploring
Will be to arrive where we started
And know the place for the first time
Through the unknown, remembered gate
I Said To The Wanting Creature Inside Me by Kabir
I said to the wanting creature inside me;
What is this river you want to cross?
There are no travellers on the river, and no road
Do you see anyone moving about on that bank or resting?
Until One is Committed… by Goethe
Until one is committed, there is always hesitancy
The chance to draw back, always ineffectiveness.
Concerning all acts of initiative and creation
There is one elementary truth.