Aw, I dunno; atheism can be pretty profound too:
"The death of each of us is in the order of things: it follows life as surely as
night follows day. We can take the Tree of Life as a symbol. The human
race is the trunk and the branches of the tree, and individual men and
women are the leaves, which appear one season, flourish for a summer,
and then die. One day we will all be torn off by a storm or simply decay
and fall and become part of the earth about its roots. While we live we
are conscious of the tree's flowing sap and steadfast strength. Deep
down in our consciousness is the consciousness of a collective life, a
life of which we are all part and to which we all make minute but unique
contributions. When we die and fall the tree remains, nourished to some
degree by our manifestation of life. Millions of leaves have preceded us
and millions will follow us, but the tree itself grows and endures."
That was by Herbert Read; art historian, anarchist and all-round hell-raiser. And as good a summation as any Christian doxology.
Bless you, Pat.