Mani looked at the fairy to her left and then up to the dome that stretched above her, and a soothing, delightful relaxation overcame her.
“Here I could rest forever,” she thought by herself.

The light, that poured in from the starry canopy of heaven, created a restful and refreshing alertness particularly in her mind, and in the dome above Mani saw the whole world.

“Who are you?” she asked herself more than her neighbour as she continued to gaze into the dome of light.
“I am the daughter of the earth,” she heard the soft voice of the girl telling her.

With these words Mani set out, as if led by an invisible hand, on a great cosmic journey. Wonder beyond wonder she beheld in a delight-giving world, in a world that the simple sailor of life might just call the field of the earth-element - which to the initiate, however, represented a paradise of its very own.

Like a delicate breeze Mani flew through the sparkling jewel-like structures, which smelled so fragrant like flowers, and which the girl had inspired to blossom by her simple, tender words.

When, after a seemingly endless period of time, she returned to the table, all she had seen and experienced seemed to her like a miraculous dream.
All too much she would have liked to float through these fragrant spheres forever.