On watching Game 7 in Montreal

With apologies to Robert Browning:

THE year's at the spring,
And day's at the morn;
Morning's The series is at seven;
The hill-side's ice is dew-pearl'd;
The lark puck's on the wing;
The snail Zdeno Chara's on the thorn;
God's in His heaven—
All's right with the world!