Now the ever-fresh leaf-mountain and the whole nature around it became more and more scintillating and transparent - like a translucent crystal. The play of the delicate bells rang ever finer and brighter, and with the increase of the inner effulgence of the elements, but also of the plants, animals and things, the crystal-mountain finally gleamed in the brightest rainbow-colours, which were coated by a very delicate veil of haze as if they were receiving a faint-silvery kingis robe.

Mani saw a completely calm and quiet big fire burning on a resounding sacrificial bowl in the centre of the inner crystal palace.
Its white core of flames was covered by a deep-blue helmet of light which spread blissful rest and serene peace everywhere.

To the celestial music a golden-yellow potion, shimmering like sun-moon-light, ran in little brooks over the edge of the self-illuminating bowl of bliss down into the waiting rimed tumblers.