1.24.2010

Poem of the Week XXVII

Grace Confounding
Amos Niven Wilder

He came when he wasn't expected
as He always does,
though a few on the night-shift had the release early.

He came where he wasn't expected
as He always does,
though a few mages were tipped off.

He came where even the Apostles couldn't go along,
in Nazareth of all places, on the edge of nowhere;
they had to place it in David's home town.

He is always one step ahead of us;
the space-age calls for new maps
and its altars and holy places are not yet marked.

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