Hope, all topsy-turvy

"Welcome, all wonder in one sight,
Eternity shut in a span,
Summer in winter, day in night,
Heaven in earth, and God in man!
Great little one! whose all-embracing birth
Lifts earth to heaven, stoops heaven to earth."
---Crashaw, 1648

For the "99%" of the ancient world 2000 years ago, a society turned upside-down would have been reason for hope. Living hand-to-mouth within sight (or at least knowledge) of those living in relative luxury and ease, generation after generation, with no relief, had drained the common folk of hope. But then --- oh, then --- let the paradoxes begin piling up! With the birth of a Baby, God wrapped in people-skin, a vulnerable King, the world starts tilting. This birth, this night, could change everything. For on this night, the chasm between earth and heaven is bridged, and there is the possibility, the chance, that the world could change.
I would say that stranger things have happened, but I don't know. In the wonder of this birth, topsy-turvy hope is born.