Purification - თარგმანი

I faltered, your gravestone caught me,
Your marble was warm in the harsh frost.
On the gravestone I purified your icon,
As if doing so could erase sins from my past.

Unforgettable, you, who became stone effigy,
I washed your feet, as you were Jesus — yet mortal.
Long dead, but yet in that moment you were alive,
Even in soulless marble, your eyes were telling tale.