Bag of dust

The time approaches when I will approach
the Sacred Threshold.
My shame holds me back;
my yearning urges me forward.
How can I drag this bag of dust
into the stainless purity of the Holy Presence?
Yet how can I wait any longer
while my yearning heart is deprived of its True Love?
Alas, sinner I am, I will proceed,
and have faith in His mercy and forgiveness.
And trust He will permit that drag this bag of dust
along with me.
And through His bounty, dissolve it in the vacuum
of His purifying love.
I am not worthy to be a pilgrim
to the Most Holy Spot.
But perhaps on my return I will be.