Untimely Tale
- Untimely tale
Of fruit and flowers in the snow,
The rich blue veil
Caught in angelic afterglow,
Deep, northern straw,
Sleek, docile beasts of sentiment,
The stable door
Closed against the hostile elements. - Yet born He was,
This child of our imagining,
Human because
Abstractions elude reckoning:
God could have saved
All sinners without Calvary
That would have deprived
Us of His sweet Nativity.