Today I met a novelist...
But how good of a man he is
To call himself an "atheist"?

A story he told, bout'
A man who valiantly fought
The enemy of one's own thought.
And as the novel unfolds,
I saw the Lord, our God
In every word, in every form
In every smile he paints the world.

And so maybe, the one who claims: "I'm an atheist"
Forever marks themselves a "God seeker"
Who's faith could someday own the world.

For their guarded piece of sorrow.