I died as 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 soar With angels bless'd; but even from angelhood 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-existence Proclaims in organ tones, To Him we shall return
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Posted: Aug 2011
About this poem:
Rumi, born in Afghanistan, lived and died in Turkey.