And yet, though thus protected, they shuddered when the Voice of the
anguished soul broke forth above them--the prayer of the SPIRIT
awaiting Life and imploring it with a cry.
That cry froze them to the very
marrow of their bones.
The SPIRIT knocked at the SACRED PORTAL. "What wilt thou?" answered a
CHOIR, whose question echoed among the worlds. "To go to God." "Hast
thou conquered?" "I have conquered the flesh through abstinence, I
have conquered false knowledge by
humility, I have conquered pride by
charity, I have conquered the earth by love; I have paid my dues by
suffering, I am purified in the fires of faith, I have longed for Life
by prayer: I wait in
adoration, and I am resigned."
No answer came.
"God's will be done!" answered the SPIRIT, believing that he was about
to be
rejected.
His tears flowed and fell like dew upon the heads of the two kneeling
witnesses, who trembled before the justice of God.
Suddenly the trumpets sounded,--the last trumpets of Victory won by
the ANGEL in this last trial. The reverberation passed through space
as sound through its echo, filling it, and shaking the
universe which
Wilfrid and Minna felt like an atom beneath their feet. They trembled
under an
anguish caused by the dread of the
mystery about to be
accomplished.
A great
movement took place, as though the Eternal Legions, putting
themselves in
motion, were passing
upward in
spiral columns. The
worlds revolved like clouds
driven by a
furious wind. It was all
rapid.
Suddenly the veils were rent away. They saw on high as it were a star,
incomparably more lustrous than the most
luminous of material stars,
which detached itself, and fell like a
thunderbolt, dazzling as
lightning. Its passage paled the faces of the pair, who thought it to
be THE LIGHT Itself.
It was the Messenger of good
tidings, the plume of whose
helmet was a
flame of Life.
Behind him lay the swath of his way gleaming with a flood of the
lights through which he passed.
He bore a palm and a sword. He touched the SPIRIT with the palm, and
the SPIRIT was transfigured. Its white wings
noiselessly unfolded.
This
communication of THE LIGHT, changing the SPIRIT into a SERAPH and
clothing it with a
glorious form, a
celestial armor, poured down such
effulgent rays that the two Seers were paralyzed.
Like the three apostles to whom Jesus showed himself, they felt the
dead weight of their bodies which denied them a complete and cloudless
intuition of THE WORD and THE TRUE LIFE.
They comprehended the nakedness of their souls; they were able to
measure the
poverty of their light by comparing it--a humbling task--
with the halo of the SERAPH.
A
passionate desire to
plunge back into the mire of earth and suffer
trial took possession of them,--trial through which they might
victoriously utter at the SACRED GATES the words of that
radiantSeraph.
The Seraph knelt before the SANCTUARY, beholding it, at last, face to
face; and he said, raising his hands thitherward, "Grant that these
two may have further sight; they will love the Lord and
proclaim His
word."
At this prayer a veil fell. Whether it were that the
hidden force
which held the Seers had momentarily annihilated their physical
bodies, or that it raised their spirits above those bodies, certain it
is that they felt within them a rending of the pure from the impure.
The tears of the Seraph rose about them like a vapor, which hid the
lower worlds from their knowledge, held them in its folds, bore them
upwards, gave them
forgetfulness of
earthly meanings and the power of
comprehending the meanings of things
divine.
The True Light shone; it illumined the Creations, which seemed to them
barren when they saw the source from which all worlds--Terrestrial,
Spiritual, and Divine-derived their Motion.
Each world possessed a centre to which converged all points of its
circumference. These worlds were themselves the points which moved
toward the centre of their
system. Each
system had its centre in great
celestial regions which
communicated with the
flaming and quenchless