'Your Altar'

'Your Altar' timothy r gates, 10/01/2010

I come to this garden alone
threw the hiss out, no need for
superfluous temptation,
worthless platitudes of grandeur.

Herein i pray,
i bow before beauty
liturgical movement, no need to hurry,
awaiting the words,
'Eat, drink.'

Kyrie, eleison,
well spent, intoxicated with this
I come to your altar,
preparation, anticipation, gratification,
whispering those dismissal words,
'Thank you.'