I died a mineral and became a plant,
I died as plant and rose to animal,
I died as animal and I was man.
Why should I fear? When was I less by dying?
Yet once more I shall die as man, to sour,
With angels blessed; But even from angel hood,
I must pass on: all except God doth perish
When I have sacrificed my angel-soul,
I shall become what no mind ever conceived.
Oh let me not exist! For Non-Existense
Proclaims in organ tones. “To Him we shall return”