grace in a later time

[gurdonark]

I tearfully tried
to sacrifice on the mountain.
The myrhh was scented, by
mechanical processes I never understand,
with an additional enigmatic lilac tinge,
a sweet impurity.

The formerly jagged path up the mountain
was fully automated now.

The digital sin-stripped angel
told me to go home,
and that my offering was
obsolete.

Comments

[amatrixangel.livejournal.com]

This is wonderful, albeit a bit sad.

[gurdonark.livejournal.com]

Thanks....I thought about adding a hopeful stanza, but then I thought not.