The times are not well suited to my arts,
I find no means of access to men's souls.
See, here comes one whom I did sorely plague.
Though ignorant in spirit he draws nigh;
For reason doth compel him to push on.
So I withdraw from him and from this place
Which he can only tread unconsciously.
(The three Soul-Figures with Strader.)
PHILIA:
With faith's clear power will I myself imbue
And force of living trust will I breathe deep,
From out the soul's glad striving that the light
May dawn upon the spirit-slumberer.
ASTRID:
With humble joy of soul will I entwine
That which hath been revealed; and will condense
The rays of hope that light in dark may shine;
And twilight in the light, that thus the powers
May bear aloft the spirit-slumberer.
LUNA:
Soul light will I make warm, and will make hard
The power of love. Then shall they daring grow,
And shall release themselves, and mounting up
Endue themselves with weight, that cosmic loads
May fall from off the spirit-slumberer
That his soul's love of light may set him free.
BENEDICTUS:
My comrades, I have hither summoned you
Who with me seek to find the spirit-light
That should flow streaming to the souls of men.
Ye know the nature of the sun of soul;
Oft doth it shine with fullest noontide glare,
And then again like feeble twilight steal
Powerless through mists of visionary dream.
And often doth the darkness drive it out.
The temple-servants' spirit-gaze must pierce
To soul depths where there shines with powerful ray,
The spirit-light that comes from cosmic heights.
Then too it must disclose mysterious aims
That lurk unnoticed in the soul's dark lairs
Intent on shaping man's development.
Those spirit-beings who from cosmic powers
Bestow the spirit-food on human souls
Are present now within the sacred fane
To guide this man's soul from the spirit-night
Into the kingdom of the light on high.
The sleep of knowledge still envelops him;
But spirit-calls already have been heard
In his soul's depths of which he never knew.
That which they spoke deep in his inmost soul
Will shortly find its way to spirit-ears.
THEODOSIUS:
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