I died as a mineral and became a plant;
I died as a plant and rose to animal;
I died as animal and I was a man.
Why should I fear? When was I less by dying?
Yet once more I shall die as man to soar
With angels blest. But even from an angel
I must pass on: all except Deity must perish.
When I have sacrificed my angel soul,
I shall become what no mind ever conceived.
— Jalaluddin Rumi