The heart of the great project is Paradise. The long poem that we call Divine Comedy was conceived according to Paradise, itself composed to the praise of a woman, Beatrice, here transfigured into a higher fullness. The Paradise of Dante, like Hell or Purgatory, surprises: no placid rest, but the incessant movement, the flight of lights. Paradise, dances with flames, is dazzling and dangerous. The heavenly traveller, guided at last by Beatrice, travels through many skies, he knows trials, he experiences the dazzling in the abstract tension of a wonderful and unrepresentable space. It is impossible to write Paradise, yet the Poem continues its course. Dante's language confronts the impossible, crosses the limits, invents another language, succeeds in what universal poetry will have completed in the most beautiful way. And the adventure ends when, at the highest end of the vision, the hero absorbs into childhood.