the lantern king

Kneeling before Gapan’s Three Kings, I’m still,
A fervent wish from heart I supplicate;
Raring, I am beginning to fulfill
Lost promise for my life immaculate.
Once more my spirit stops its toil, I’m glad!
A lantern of sheer majesty is shown.
Cause I strove, like the Magi tracing God,
I found a mortal savior of my own!
Lo! No myrrh, gold, or frankincense I have;
Onto your feet I shall impress a kiss.
You are the king for whom I give my love
Ostensibly, so long as earth exists.
Let yourself cease the emptiness that hangs,
As only you deliver me from pangs.