But felt through all this fleshly dress Bright shoots of everlastingness.

Happy those early days, when I Shined in my angel-infancy! Before I understood this place Appointed for my second race.

Some men a forward motion love, But I by backward steps would move.

There is in God, some say, A deep but dazzling darkness.

All religions speak about death during this life on earth. Death must come before rebirth. But what must die? False confidence in one's own knowledge, self-lov…

Since then - 'tis Centuries - and yet Feels shorter than the Day I first surmised the Horses' Heads Were toward Eternity -

There is not room for Death, Nor atom that his might could render void: Thou - Thou art Being and Breath, And what Thou art may never be destroyed.