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On dying the soul flies off

Into the original world

Into the aerial trough

And then reborn on the mold

Incarnate in the new creature

To form a new-living feature

And maybe it is a stone

Or a fish or a man or a worm

Oh!

Depending on the baseness of epitome

We denigrate the bioaura of soul

And either she

Reincarnates in the highest being

(Highest being!)

Or either she

Reincarnates at the simplest thing

(Simplest thing!)

Soul!

The eternal circulation of the souls

Infinite number of rebirths

In order to be more purified

And in the end turning wholly into the light!