Air is like God. It is always near, and you can’t see it. You learn how necessary it is when you lack it.
Sun is like God. It can both warm you up or burn you. You cannot look at it directly without pain in your eyes. All living creatures are drawn to it. All living creatures are fed by its power.
Sea is like God. When it is transparent and tender, it is like a Big One being tender towards a Small One. When it roars and seethes, you can’t argue with it.
A man is like God when he provides for his family and is ready to fight for it. And when he spares his words and seldom smiles.
A woman is like God, too, when she breastfeeds and when she gets up to her crying baby at night. When she dissolves in her children and breaks the habit of thinking about herself.
There’s so much in this world that is like God. Where do atheists come from?
Translated by The Catalog of Good Deeds