One night I had a vision of the future so bright;
there was a peaceful silence and was pouring light upon light.
Things were being done with the precision of clockwork;
centuries-old confusions disappeared one after the other.
All were respectful to each other and behaved in sincerity;
water of life was flowing through taps of porphyry.
Holy ones were as if on parade with faces bright with faith;
as they walked, they gave strength to our hopes.
People were busy with founding a new world;
the earth was so luminous as if to compete with the sky.
When those heroes with penetrating sight passed by me,
I came to understand that mankind were in the time promised.
I saw young men with clear signs on their faces and concluded
they were those promised to come toward the end of time.
I continued my way without stopping, nor becoming tired;
I met those who had absorbed light from the “grand fountain.”
Some, full of gratitude, were walking arm-in-arm;
finally all reached their destination, which is the Pure Path