One morning I found myself in the sky,

One morning I found myself in the sky,
solitude, uncommon dreams lifted me
above the ordinary human course,
drove me until I seemed to see the face

Love painted on my heart, clearer, alive,
to hear the spheres' glad circling. That moment,
before desire's let down taught me how
a hand flung out made reality, softly

the way rain sometimes falls. There was also light
and I heard words: 'That dear strong knot binds us
still, reminds us of what was sweet to lessen

the bitterness." Outside time, fixed on him
absorbed, as I reached out, he disappeared--
not allowed?--how I ache from the moment.
An image of the Italian text from Visconti's 1840 edition
From V XLII:42, B A1:41:23, and commentary in R XC:257-62 (VC influenced by Paradiso,, Canto 23. Key

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