Soul: Did you hear what he said? Do you know that this is the truth~ seen from behind? But this is the truth. So listen now to the teaching and the song of the front side of the truth:
Philemon: Phanes is the God who rises agleam from the waters.
Phanes is the smile of dawn.
Phanes is the resplendent day.
He is the eternal undying present.
He is the gushing of the streams.
He is the soughing of the wind.
He is hunger and satiation.
He is love and lust.
He is mourning and consolation.
He is promise and fulfilment.
He is the light that illuminates every darkness.
He is the eternal day.
He is the silver light of the moon.
He is the flickering of the stars.
He is the shooting star that flashes and falls and lapses.
He is the stream of shooting stars that returns every year.
He is the returning sun and moon.
He is the trailing star that brings wars and noble wine.
He is the boon and fullness of the year.
He fulfils the hours with life-filled enchantment.
He is love’s embrace and whisper.
He is the warmth of friendship.
He is the hope that enlivens the void.
He is the magnificence of all renewed suns.
He is the joy at every birth.
He is the blooming flowers.
He is the velvety butterfly’s wing.
He is the scent of blooming gardens that fills the nights.
He is the song of joy.
He is the tree of light.
He is perfection, everything done better.
He is everything euphonious.
He is the well-measured.
He is the sacred number.
He is the promise of life.
He is the contract and the sacred pledge.
He is the diversity of sounds and colors.
He is the sanctification of morning, noon, and evening.
He is the benevolent and the gentle.
He is salvation.
But after this eulogy Philemon sat down in the gate of splendor and closed his eyes and looked at the light of the eternal present.
And after a while, he rose up and said:
“Truly, Phanes is the auspicious day.”
He sat down again and remained in contemplation. And after some time passed, he
rose for the third time and said:
“Truly, Phanes is the work, its accomplishment and reward.”
He is the troublesome deed and the evening calm.
He is the step on the middle way, its beginning, its middle, and its end.
Phanes He is foresight.
He is the end of fear.
He is the sprouting seed, the opening bud.
He is the gate of reception, acceptance and offering.
He is the spring and the desert.
He is the safe haven and the stormy night.
He is the certainty in desperation.
He is the solid in dissolution.
He is the liberation from imprisonment.
He is counsel and strength in progression.
He is the friend of man, the light emanating from man, the bright glow that man
beholds on his path.
He is the greatness of man, his worth, and his force. ~The Black Books, Vol. VII, Page 157-159