And as a ray descending from the sky
gives rise to another, which climbs back again,
as a pilgrim yearns for home; so through my eye
her action, like a ray into my mind,
gave rise to mine: I stared into the Sun
so hard that here it would have left me blind;
but much is granted to our senses there,
in that garden made to be man’s proper place,
that is not granted us when we are here.
I had to look away soon, and yet not
so soon but what I saw him spark and blaze
like new-tapped iron when it pours white-hot.
And suddenly, as it appeared to me,
day was added to day, as if He who can
had added a new Sun to Heaven’s glory.
Beatrice stared at the eternal spheres
entranced, unmoving; and I looked away
from the Sun’s height to fix my eyes on hers.
And as I looked, I felt begin within me
what Glaucus felt eating the herb that made him
a god among the others in the sea.
How speak trans-human change to human sense?
Let the example speak until God’s grace
grants the pure spirit the experience.