The Atheist

I was an atheist

Beneath the vast sky,

Amidst the green woods and the blue sea-

Thought facts were everything.

I tried to answer the questions

They asked ‘why’ to everything I said.....

Slowly, I realized- the ‘why’ never ends.

So, Is my ignorance my God?

Is He where answers end?

No.

The truth of my ignorance is my God.

Stripped of Me, that is where I find Him.