Jesus Christ
III.4 Christ Who is the Christ? How can I find the Christ? Through a true art, through true faith and through a true science open to knowledge, we can approach the Christ Being and through the Christian initiation paths. A high individuality with great closeness to Christ has once expressed this in his artistic works: "Soon after the singer's farewell, the delicious life became a victim of the deep human decay. - He died at a young age, torn away from the beloved world, from the weeping mother and his timid friends. The sweet mouth emptied the unspeakable suffering dark chalice. - In terrible fear, the hour of the birth of the new world approached. He struggled hard with the horror of the old death. - The pressure of the old world lay heavy on him. Once more he looked kindly at his mother - then came the hand of eternal love - and he fell asleep. Only a few days a deep veil hung over the roaring sea, over the trembling land - countless tears cried the beloved. - The secret was unsealed - heavenly spirits lifted the ancient stone from the dark tomb. Angels sat with the slumberer - delicately formed from his dreams. - Awakened in new divine glory, he ascended to the heights of the newborn world - buried the old corpse with his own hand in the abandoned cave and with an almighty hand placed the stone, which no power can lift, on top of it. Your loved ones are still weeping tears of joy, tears of emotion and endless thanks at your grave - still see you, joyfully frightened, resurrecting - and yourself with you; see yourself weeping with sweet fervor at the mother of blessed bosom, walking earnestly with friends, saying words as if broken by the tree of life; see yourself hurrying with full longing into the Father's arm, bringing the young humanity and the golden future of an inexhaustible cup. The mother soon followed you in heavenly triumph. - She was the first in the new homeland with you. Long ages have passed since then, and in ever-increasing splendor your new creation was stirring - and thousands followed you out of pain and torment, full of faith and longing and loyalty - surging with you and the heavenly virgin in the kingdom of love - serving in the temple of heavenly death and being yours for eternity. The stone is raised Humanity is risen We all remain your And feel no gangs. The bitter sorrow is fleeing Before your golden bowl, When earth and life gives way In the Last Supper.", Novalis: Hymns to the Night.
