Midnight Mass at Saint Paul’s the other night was poetry. Our pastor, Father Pat Travers, spoke about goodness in a simple, earnest homily that stood like a gemstone amid the poetry of the liturgy and the beauty of the music of the choir. Some writers complain that poetry and music at church make it easy to get lost in visceral pleasures and not see beyond the beauty to its source. No chance of missing that message the other night. There, in the first hour of Christmas morning, our priest reminded us of the immanence of Christmas morning throughout the year and throughout creation.