|Detail of the Nativity from Giotto's |
frescoes at the Scrovegni chapel in Padua.
Mary stood in the kitchen
A stable-lamp is lighted
Whose glow shall wake the sky;
The stars shall bend their voices,
And every stone shall cry.
And every stone shall cry,
And straw like gold shall shine;
A barn shall harbor heaven,
A stall become a shrine.
from Richard Wilbur, "A Christmas Hymn"