Liber LXV, Cap II, v. 17-19
17. Also the Holy One came upon me, and I beheld a white swan floating in the blue.
18. Between its wings I sate, and the æons fled away.
19. Then the swan flew and dived and soared, yet no whither we went.
Angel in form of a beautiful, elegant white bird. The usual perception of time disappears, when the I-consciousness is aligned with the motion of the Angel (when the ego rests on it); this motion takes place in eternity. There is no purpose in this flight - no destination or goal to be reached.