BYU Studies Quarterly
Keywords
Prayer, Science, the universe, the heavens, poem
Abstract
Oh God,
thou knowest I would rather plough the starfields
into little rows, and weed them by the sweat
of my brow, to clear the land for this next
season’s crop for thy celestial garners.
I would gather every dead star skeleton
for thee, decompose them back into black gold
nebulae for thy hungry galaxies,
let them spread their roots beneath the surface
of thy eternal spacetime continuum.
Recommended Citation
Bissett, Christopher
(2024)
"Astrophysicist’s Prayer,"
BYU Studies Quarterly: Vol. 63:
Iss.
1, Article 13.
Available at:
https://scholarsarchive.byu.edu/byusq/vol63/iss1/13