At last, we can reach
the highest stage:
the love of Beauty itself—
not the beauty in a body or a thing, or a good action.
but eternal, perfect, unchanging beauty.
Not tied to forms or ideas,
it is the source of all beauty,
the silent origin that lights everything.
When that beauty is revealed,
all other loves fade away:
only then we will look out to see the true love.
And in that eternal moment,
the soul will come to rest,
like a wing that finally finds its sky.