I willed to flee from thee; but I was blind,
Blinded by glamour of the worlds, whereto
My folly fled to free me from myself;
And now once more within my sightless soul
Blind through these words: ‘Know thou thyself, O man.’
(From the springs and rocks resounds:)
Know thou thyself, O man.
Johannes: (As though coming to himself, sees Maria. The meditation passes to the plane of inner reality.)
Know thou thyself, O man. Thou here, my friend?
Maria: