His universal grace,
   small-folded in a warm, dim
   female space - the Word stern-sentenced to be
   nine months' dumb --
   infinity walled in a womb,
   until the next enormity --
   the Mighty One, after submission
   to a woman's pains,
   helpless on a barn's bare floor,
   first tasting bitter earth.

Luci Shaw, "Made Flesh"