I needs must recognize that noble thought Can only work salvation in the light. So to the temple I now wend my way. My own emotion shall in future times Not rob the light of love of its results.
Through this, thine insight, thou dost give me power To make Maria's soul-light on the earth Run smooth and evenly upon its path: For aye aforetime it must lose its might In souls, such as thine own was heretofore, Which would not unify their light with love.
I see in thee the nature of that soul, Which also holdeth sway within mine own. I was unable to find out the way Which led to thine exalted sister's soul So long as in my heart the warmth of love From love's light ever held itself apart. The sacrifice which to the temple's shrine Thou bring'st, shall be repeated in my soul. Therein the warmth of love shall sacrifice Itself unto love's wonder-working light.
Johannes, in the realm of spirit-life Thou hast attained to knowledge through myself. To spirit knowledge thou canst only add True soul-existence, when thou findest too Thine own soul, as thou didst find mine before.
Then from the whole creation of the worlds The joy of souls shall be revealed to thee.
From thine whole being then can be outpoured The light and radiance of the warmth of souls.
Then shalt thou dare to live out thine own self, When such light can illuminate thy soul.
Long hast thou from the temple held thyself. Thou only wouldst admit enlightenment, When light from thine own soul revealed itself. Men of thy nature rob me of the power To give my light unto men's souls on earth. They wish to draw from darksome depths alone, What they should freely offer unto life.
Yet 'twas man's own illusion in itself, That brought me light from out the darkest depths: And let me to the temple find my way.
The fact that thou hast hither found thy way Gives me the power to give light to the will Of both Johannes and Maria here. That it no more may follow forces blind, But from world-aims henceforth direct itself.
Johannes, thou hast seen thine own self now In spirit in myself. Thou shalt live out Thine own existence as a spirit, when The world's light can behold itself in thee.
In thee, good brother Felix, do I see That soul-power which did hold my will fast bound In its own spirit. Thou wouldst find the way Unto the temple: with the strength of will Within my spirit I would fain point out The path unto the temple of the soul.