Advent for Easter

I know that "Advent" by Sheldon Vanauken is an Advent poem, but it feels like it's better served at Easter (it also jives perfectly with Christian Meditations by Balthasar):




Two thousand years go by while on the Cross

Our Lord is suffering still--there is no end

Of pain: the spear pierces, nails rend--

And we below with Mary weep our loss.



The chilling edge of night crawls round the earth;

At every second of the centuries

The dark comes somewhere down, with dreadful ease

Slaying the sun, denying light's rebirth.



But if the agony and death go on,

Our Lady's tears, Our Lord's most mortal cry,

So, too, the timeless lovely birth again--

And the forsaken tomb. Today: the dawn

That never ended and can never die

In breaking glory ushers in the slain.


Advent by Sheldon Vanauken

from A Severe Mercy, Davy's Edition, p. 122.