I saw that in its depth far down is lying.
Bound up with love together in one volume.
What through the universe in leaves is scattered;
Because my sight,becoming purified.
Was entering more and more into the ray Of
the High Light which of itself is true.
Even thus the snow is in the sun unsealed.
Even thus upon the wind in the light.
Leave Were the soothsaying of the Sibyl lost.
O Light Supreme, that dost so far uplift thee.

