Color on color

'[L]ight descends, the deeps, too, are unsealed,
And I see twigs and branches growing
From the ravine where they could sleep concealed.
Color on color rises from the ground
Where dewy leaves and blossoms stand revealed,
And I behold a paradise around.'

'Goethe, Faust, 1790; translated from the German by Walter Kaufman, 1961.