Primordial Phanes, of golden wings,
Egg-born, from whom all of creation springs,
Radiant one, the first-born begetter,
Of all things the very first creator.
Time and Necessity did Bring to Light
Whatever is to be into the sight.
In serpent form, they squeezed the egg and crushed
It: broken, Protogonus from it rushed.
Heaven’s Houses by you were first ordained;
You hand drew all, and they were thus constrained.
Matchless vigour, eternal, ever new,
Whose works are always beautiful and true,
So clear the mist of darkness from the eyes,
That wisdom may within ourselves arise.