The Mares that carry me as far as longing can reachrode on, once they had come and fetched me onto t

The Mares that carry me as far as longing can reachrode on, once they had come and fetched me onto the legendaryroad of the divinity that carries the man who knowsthrough the vast and dark unknown. And on I was carriedas the mares, aware just where to go, kept carrying mestraining at the chariot; and the young woman led the way.And the axle in the hubs let out the sound of a pipeblazing from the pressure of the two well-rounded wheelsat either side, as they rapidly led on: young women, girls,daughters of the Sun who had left the mansions of Nightfor the light and pushed back the veils from their faceswith their hands.These are the gates of the pathways of Night and Day,held fast in place between the lintel above and a threshold of stone;and they reach up into the heavens, filled with gigantic doors.And the keys — that now open, now lock — are held fast byJustice: she who always demands exact returns. And with soft seductive words the girls cunningly persuaded her to push back immediately, just for them, the bar that boltsthe gates. And as the doors flew open, making the bronzeaxles with their pegs and nails spin — now one, now the other —in their pipes, they created a gaping chasm. Straight through and on the girls held fast their course for the chariot and horses, straight down the road.And the goddess welcomed me kindly, and tookmy right hand in hers and spoke these words as she addressed me:‘Welcome young man, partnered by immortal charioteers,reaching our home with the mares that carry you. For it was no hard fate that sent you travelling this road — so far awayfrom the beaten track of humans — but Rightness, and Justice.And what’s needed is for you to learn all things: both the unshakenheart of persuasive Truth and the opinions of mortals,in which there’s nothing that can truthfully be trusted at all.But even so, this too you will learn — how beliefs based onappearance ought to be believable as they travel all through all there is.ParmeneidesTranslation from Peter Kingsley’s, 'In the Dark places of Wisdom’Image: 'Apollo in his Chariot preceded by Dawn’. Guido Reni. 1616. -- source link
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