I died from the mineral and became a plant,
I died from the plant and reappeared in an animal,
I died from the animal and became a man,
Wherefore then I should fear?
When did I grow less by dying?
Next time i shall die from the man,
That I may grow the wings of angels.
From the angel,must i seek advance;
all shall perish save His face
Once more shall i wing my way above the angels
I shall become that which entereth not the imaginations,
Then let me become naught,naught,naught, for the
harp and string crieth unto me ;
Verily unto Him we return......
1 comments:
elelele~kate private,ramai dah tau je...?
ni poem yg org tlg salin tu kn? hehe~ sng je cari... (=_=)v
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