And those in whom such powers are found to lie Are straightway from the world of sense set free. The others all must wait their season due. But thou, thou hast preserved thy Self, my son, When Powers on high stirred to its depths thy soul. And potent spirits shrouded thee with fear. Right powerfully thy Self hath fought its way E'en though thy very heart was torn by doubts, That willed to thrust thee into darksome depths. True pupil of my teaching hast thou been, First since that hour, so fraught with fate for thee, When thou didst learn to doubt thy very self, And gavest up thyself as wholly lost, But yet the strength within thee held thee fast. Then might I give thee of my treasured store Of wisdom, whence to draw the strength to stand Assured, e'en when mistrusting thine own self. Such was the wisdom which thou didst attain More steadfast than the faith once given to thee. Ripe wast thou found, and thou may'st be set free. Thy friend hath gone before and waits for thee In spirit-worlds, and thou shalt find her there. I can but add this guidance for thee now: Kindle the full power of thy soul with words Which through my lips shall grant to thee the key To spirit-heights, and they will lead thee on When naught else leads, that eyes of sense can see. Receive them in the fulness of thy heart: 'The weaving essence of the light streams forth Through depths of space to fill the world with light; Love's grace doth warm the centuries of time To call forth revelation of all worlds. And spirit-messengers come forth to wed The weaving essence of creative light With revelation of the souls of men: And that man, who can wed to both of these His very Self, he lives in spirit-heights.' O spirits, who are visible to man, Quicken with life the soul of this our son: From inmost depths may there stream forth for him That which can fill his soul with spirit-light. From inmost depths may there resound for him That which can wholly wake in him his Self To the creative joy of spirit-life. A SPIRIT-VOICE BEHIND THE STAGE: To founts of worlds primeval His surging thoughts do mount;-- What as shadow he hath thought What as fancy he hath lived Soars up beyond the world of form and shape; On whose fulness pondering Mankind in shadow dreams, O'er whose fulness gazing forth Mankind in fancy lives. Curtain SCENE 4 A landscape, which seeks to express the world of souls by its characteristic peculiarities. Enter Lucifer and Ahriman. Johannes is seen at the right of the stage in deep meditation. What follows is experienced by him in meditation. LUCIFER: