Guests Poem by Brian Taylor

Guests



Who are the dead
I have not reached
(or been unable to find)
who wait with such patience
in quiet corners of my mind?

Seek with the mind
you get thoughts.
Seek with the heart
you get understanding.
Speak with thoughts
you reach a man's mind.
Speak with understanding
you reach his heart.

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