O Father, give the spirit power to climb

To the fountain of all light, and be purified.

Break through the mists of earth, the weight of the soil,

Shine forth in splendour, you that are calm weather,

And quiet resting place for souls.

To see you is the end and the beginning,

You carry us, and you go before,

You are the journey, and the journey’s end.

– (Martyr) Anicius Manlius Severinus Boëthius 480-525AD