Just this stanza (whole poem is here) tells you all you need to know about paradox.
And humanity.
To an open house in the evening
Home shall men come,
To an older place than Eden
And a taller town than Rome.
To the end of the way of the wandering star,
To the things that cannot be and that are,
To the place where God was homeless
And all men are at home.
The rest is just as good. Try it!
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