Related drafts for the first, second, and third scenes

HILARIUS: My son, what you have accomplished, The seal of ancient sacred science Must be bestowed upon him, And it will be carried By the mysterious power of our sacrificial service The spirits who are the masters of our temple, To high thrones that reign in the realm of the spirit And also in the realm of nature. It flowed in the mother soil of humanity, What we entrusted to hidden paths In the course of the earth's becoming. And your well-prepared soul, It was allowed to fetch it from the human realm As fruit that we must recognize from our seed From true wisdom. The heart that turns powerfully to you from the guardian of this temple At this moment, It belongs to a soul The wisdom of the gods of the spiritual realm Has wanted to open by grace. Therefore, take as a message from the spirit realm, What my mouth has to say to you. The world will welcome your work Through its own strong essence But not only that, through all the powers Which can lend to the work of our temple.