I have again and again grown like grass;

I have experienced seven hundred and seventy moulds.

I died from minerality and became vegetable;

And from vegetativeness I died and became animal.

I died from animality and became man.

Then why fear disappearance through death?

Next time I should die

Bringing forth wings and feathers like angels,

After that soaring higher than angels -

What you cannot imagine, I shall be that.

- Rumi