A beautiful poem from one of my favorite writers, Madeleine L’Engle..
To the impossible: Yes!
Enter and penetrate
O Spirit. Come and bless
This hour: the star is late.
Only the absurdity of love
Can break the bonds of hate.
This is the irrational season
When love blooms bright and wild.
Had Mary been filled with reason
There’d have been no room for the child.
Madeleine L’Engle (from Glimpses of Grace)