sunday morning

three kings, as helpers called, are at your side,

who point the upward path to worlds so wide,

and guide you inward to the depths of soul.

yet know that though still distant were the goal,

the earth itself is slowly growing light,

and shall become a new star burning bright . . 

from three kings, by albert steffen, translated by pauline wehrle (a journey through time in verse and rhyme, floris books)