# Enlighten yourself, O man. Ninth scene

*(Springs and rocks).*

JOHANNES:  
So you push me again,  
You rocks and springs,  
As you did years ago into the abyss.  
It was the hardest thing I ever did.  
Back then, you called me  
To myself.  
I was led by pain  
And followed your call.  
Now it has changed.  
Nothing speaks to me  
From rocks and springs.  
They are silent.  
Only my own self speaks:  
O man, enlighten yourself.  
So you speak, Inner Self.  
But the source of light has dried up for you.  
With it, the light is taken from me.  
The springs are silent,  
The air is silent.  
And with it, the soul has fled.  
Like a human corpse  
That no longer holds  
The precious soul within,  
So I have lost the soul of the world  
With you.  
And nature is nothing but a corpse to me.  
Your rocks were to me  
The bones of a living spirit,  
Your springs flowed to me  
The power of the spirit,  
Your air brought me  
The breath of the spirit.  
But now you are devoid of spirit.  
It gave me certainty  
That the spirit that spoke from you  
Is the truth  
And that it is not  
Created only in myself.  
With its loss  
All spirit is gone.  
And empty is the world  
That I found.  
O, may this inner self  
Be revealed by the light of spirit.  
May it warm this inner self,  
The divinity,  
I cannot believe in it.  
And soulless, like you,  
Creation of nature,  
So am I myself.  
May a spirit demand deeds  
Of me,  
They will have no power  
To arise in me.  
For all bearers of power  
Are doomed to death.  
I was gifted with power  
To serve the present,  
And I had to hope  
That the spirits that  
Belong to the future  
Will bear the fruits  
That I sow in the present  
In their own realm.  
If these spirits abandon me,  
Then it is up to them, not me,  
If my work is lost.  
I followed Benedictus,  
Who guided me in wisdom;  
He has guided me faithfully.  
But if they take from me  
What I have achieved through him,  
Then he himself is betrayed.  
The beings who are supposed to help him  
Abandon him,  
And his work must plunge  
into the abyss.  
I remain faithful to you,  
For I owe you  
The power of loyalty.  
You could not guide me otherwise.  
I must follow you.  
But since I know that  
You must sink,  
I will sink first,  
So that you can find me,  
When your stronger power  
Is overcome by other spirits.  
I want to rush ahead of you, Benedictus,  
Into the death of the world.  
O abyss, take me in.  
O let me sink —...

THEODOSIUS: Climb.