Here's a haiku poem i wrote as part of a creative writing module I took during the third year of my degree.
This flower decays
a yesterday transparent
murky now, Translucent
Unclean: freedom gained
in the knowledge of my loss
grieving paradox
That sky made by God
lit fire in this hopeful heart
now lost: the Atheist’s truth
This flower decays
death is death, we lose our lot
but gain back this earth
A new found struggle
steeped in the heroic rise
and fall, redemption
Grant peace unto earth
men, still fight for your fellow
with crimson un-changed
This flower decays
I see now it lived before
no death can take it
Time ever present
ever hopeful, ever here
DominicGee
Chorus:
All things bright and beautiful,
All creatures great and small,
All things wise and wonderful,
The Lord God made them all.
Each little flower that opens,
Each little bird that sings,
He made their glowing colours,
He made their tiny wings.
Chorus
The purple-headed mountain,
The river running by,
The sunset and the morning,
That brightens up the sky;
Chorus
The cold wind in the winter,
The pleasant summer sun,
The ripe fruits in the garden,
He made them every one;
Chorus
The tall trees in the greenwood,
The meadows for our play,
The rushes by the water,
To gather every day;
Chorus
He gave us eyes to see them,
And lips that we might tell
How great is God Almighty,
Who has made all things well.
Chorus
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Sorry about that, couldn't resist. Actually, it's a rather good poem. I can't quite tell, were you initially happy when you accepted atheism or was it a bit daunting?