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The excerpt represents the core issue or deciding factor on which you must meditate, and is drawn from Little Rivers by Henry van Dyke: "You orange sunset waning slow."
At a moment like this one feels a sense of exultation. It is a new
discovery of the joy of living. And yet, my friend and I confessed
to each other, there was a tinge of sadness, an inexplicable regret
mingled with our joy. Was it the thought of how few human eyes had
even seen that lovely vision? Was it the dim foreboding that we
might never see it again? Who can explain the secret pathos of
Nature's loveliness? It is a touch of melancholy inherited from
our mother Eve. It is an unconscious memory of the lost Paradise.
It is the sense that even if we should find another Eden, we would
not be fit to enjoy it perfectly, nor stay in it forever.
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