Immanuel |
Divinity is born
in the lowest places
enveloped in the stench
of a last resort
we find miracles
emerging from within us
we find
things bigger than
ourselves
When the Wisdom of Eternity
cries and wets himself
who can guess
a small-town girl's disgrace
will become
the rescue of all humanity?
Gifts are among us
never be fooled
by packaging