Agnostic / Prognostic Comments

I love the movement of this poem, which fully justifies the three heart-felt Alleluias following a quiet, firm expression of faith. You illustrate throughout in your word choices, your measured tone, your obvious knowledge of faith that yours is not the proselytizer's desperate gambit or the fanatic's closed mind. The obvious joy your faith imparts to you is its finest recommendation. Myself, I believe with Goethe in the Fall Upward (sic) and in terms of theology, the Upanishads, world's oldest written religious texts. Shantih. Shantih. Shantih. (See Eliot's THE WASTELAND)