The Humbled Heart

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Go your seeking, soul.
Mine the proven path of time’s foretelling. 
Yours accordance with some mysteried whole. 
I am but your passion-haunted dwelling.

Bring what news you can,
Stranger, loved of body’s humbled heart. 
Say one whispered word to mortal man 
From that peace whereof he claims you part.

Hither-hence, my guest,
Blood and bone befriend, where you abide 
Till withdrawn to share some timeless quest. 
I am but the brain that dreamed and died.

© Siegfried Sassoon