Hail Bowie, full of grace.
Our hopes are with thee.
Blessed art thou amongst artists,
And blessed is the groove of thy tune,
Holy Bowie, Father of Stars,
Sing for us strangers,
Now and in the time of our unrest.
P.S. Someone actually sells Bowie prayer candles. They are pictured above. You can buy them from their etsy store here at GrannysHopeChest. I have no idea who they are, but I hope they won’t mind me using their picture for my poem and that you buy some of their candles. 🙂