Aye, even the name of a river that runs no more. Who indeed knows the secret of the earthly pilgrimage? Who knows for what we live, and struggle, and die? Who knows what keeps us living and struggling, while all things break about us? Who knows why the warm flesh of a child is such comfort, when one's own child is lost and cannot be recovered? Wise men write many books, in words too hard to understand. But this, the purpose of our lives, the end of all our struggle, is beyond all human wisdom. Oh God, my God, do not Thou forsake me. Yea, though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I shall fear no evil, if Thou art with me….
by Alan Paton
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The passage reflects on the profound mysteries of life and existence. It poses existential questions about the reasons behind human struggles and the essence of life itself. The author emphasizes that despite the wisdom of learned individuals, the true purpose of our lives and the meaning of our experiences are beyond comprehension. The imagery of a river that no longer flows symbolizes lost potential and the ephemeral nature of existence.

Moreover, the text conveys a deep sense of personal sorrow and longing, illustrating the pain of losing a child. In the face of such loss, the warmth of a child's presence becomes a poignant reminder of love and comfort. The concluding invocation expresses a plea for divine support, reflecting faith in the face of despair. The essence of the message resonates with the human condition—our search for meaning amidst suffering, underscoring the significance of spiritual connection during life's trials.

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