College: The Agnostic Poem by Brian Johnston

College: The Agnostic



Speak to me with silent lips
Lest I learn to know your voice,

Touch my hand with fleeting grace
Lest I find I need your warmth,

Form your smile in flesh alone
Lest I come to love your soul,

Pass me by in twilight's haze
Lest I wake to find you gone.

Thursday, November 21, 2013
Topic(s) of this poem: Relationship
POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
Brian Johnston
OU Undergraduate
This poem has 4 different meanings for me. In this way it reminds me both of Herman Hesse's 'The Glass Bead Game' and of counterpoint in classical music because all 4 meanings are complementary.
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Pradip Chattopadhyay 24 December 2013

all that it take to be an agnostic! great poem.

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Mike Barrett 23 December 2013

Brian, I find this an amazingly beautiful poem. It truly touches Soul through its gentleness, its vulnerability, and its simplicity! You have the gift and it spoke to the world through this one! Cheers!

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