Quest For The Unknown - Poem by Albert Price
Dear God and Creator of the known world,
Allow me to understand the essence of your truth.
Be it by messenger or angelic herald,
I desire your instruction forsooth.
Your craftsmanship is glorified with much data.
By what theory may they be compressed,
So that my comprehension can be greater,
And my appreciation of your glory blessed?
Your stars are objects of beauty so great,
And their mystery transcends every theorem,
That man studies their nature every night,
In hope that you will expose your holy axiom.
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