I died a mineral and became a plant, I died a plant and rose an animal, I died an animal and I was man. Why should I fear? When was I less by dying? Yet once more I shall die as man, to soar With the blessed angels; but even from angelhood I must pass on. All except God perishes. When I have sacrificed my angel soul, I shall become that which no mind ever conceived. O, let me not exist! for non-existence proclaims, “To Him shall we return.”