INSPIRED BY
Art that speaks to us
ON PAIN
By Khalil Gibran (1883-1931)
And a woman spoke, saying, Tell us of Pain
And he said
Your pain is the breaking of the shell that encloses your understanding.
Even as the stone of the fruit must break, that its heart may stand in the sun, so must you know pain.
And could you keep your heart in wonder at the daily miracles of your life, your pain would not seem less wondrous than your joy;
And you would accept the seasons of your heart, even as you have always accepted the seasons that pass over your fields. And you would watch with serenity through the winters of your grief.
Much of your pain is self-chosen.
It is the bitter potion by which the physician within you heals your sick self.
Therefore trust the physician, and drink his remedy in silence and tranquillity:
For his hand, though heavy and hard, is guided by the tender hand of the Unseen,
And the cup he brings, though it burn your lips, has been fashioned of the clay which the Potter has moistened with His own sacred tears.
The Guest House
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This being human is a guest house.
Every morning a new arrival.
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A joy, a depression, a meanness,
some momentary awareness comes
as an unexpected visitor.
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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.
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The dark thought, the shame, the malice,
meet them at the door laughing,
and invite them in.
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Be grateful for whoever comes,
because each has been sent
as a guide from beyond.