...I don't expect I'll have any life left by the time I'm through with it.
Thou art the dark-blue bird and the green parrot with red eyes,
Thou hast the lightning as thy child. Thou art the seasons and the seas.
Having no beginning, thou dost abide with all-pervadingness,
Wherefrom all beings are born.
Upanishads, around 600 b.c.