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The Divine Office at Night 1
Even if those happy spheres are sentient beings
We need not pray for the abbess moon and her
stars
For they never rebelled in the gardens of space
For there they found space enough, beyond time
Perhaps they wonder if we are sentient beings
And much in need of their sung prayers instead
We, with our ancient hatreds and endless wars
As soon as formed disobedient to God
We need not pray for the abbess moon and her
stars
But be most grateful if they pray for us
1 Cf. The Rule of Saint Benedict
