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 _motor of all that is_.
Thus, from the greatest to the smallest of the worlds, and from the smallest of the worlds to the smallest portion of the beings who compose it, all was individual, and all was, nevertheless, One and indivisible.
What was the design of the Being, fixed in His essence and in His faculties, who transmitted that essence and those faculties without losing them?
who manifested them outside of Himself without separating them from Himself?
who rendered his creations outside of Himself fixed in their essence and mutable in their form?
The pair thus called to the celestial festival could only see the order and arrangement of created beings and admire the immediate result.

The Angels alone see more.

They know the means; they comprehend the final end.
But what the two Elect were granted power to contemplate, what they were able to bring back as a testimony which enlightened their minds forever after, was the proof of the action of the Worlds and of Beings; the consciousness of the effort with which they all converge to the Result.
They heard the divers parts of the Infinite forming one living melody; and each time that the accord made itself felt like a mighty respiration, the Worlds drawn by the concordant movement inclined themselves toward the Supreme Being who, from His impenetrable centre, issued all things and recalled all things to Himself.
This ceaseless alternation of voices and silence seemed the rhythm of the sacred hymn which resounds and prolongs its sound from age to age.
Wilfrid and Minna were enabled to understand some of the mysterious sayings of Him who had appeared on earth in the form which to each of them had rendered him comprehensible,--to one Seraphitus, to the other Seraphita,--for they saw that all was homogeneous in the sphere where he now was.
Light gave birth to melody, melody gave birth to light; colors were light and melody; motion was a Number endowed with Utterance; all things were at once sonorous, diaphanous, and mobile; so that each interpenetrated the other, the whole vast area was unobstructed and the Angels could survey it from the depths of the Infinite.
They perceived the puerility of human sciences, of which he had spoken to them.
The scene was to them a prospect without horizon, a boundless space into which an all-consuming desire prompted them to plunge.