I saw a sun above a thousand lamps;
it kindled all of them as does our sun
kindle the sights above us here on earth;
and through its living light the glowing Substance
appeared to me with such intensity-
my vision lacked the power to sustain it.
O Beatrice, sweet guide and dear! She said
to me: “What overwhelms you is a Power
against which nothing can defend itself.
This is the Wisdom and the Potency
that opened roads between the earth and Heaven,
the paths for which desire had long since waited.”
Even as lightning breaking from a cloud,
expanding so that it cannot be pent,
against its nature, down to earth, descends,
so did my mind, confronted by that feast,
expand; and it was carried past itself-
what it became, it cannot recollect.
Paradiso, Canto XXIII (Mandelbaum)