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The excerpt represents the core issue or deciding factor on which you must meditate, and is drawn from Thus Spake Zarathustra by Friedrich Nietzsche: Thus sang Zarathustra.
XXXIII. THE GRAVE-SONG.
"Yonder is the grave-island, the silent isle; yonder also are the graves of
my youth. Thither will I carry an evergreen wreath of life."
Resolving thus in my heart, did I sail o'er the sea.--
Oh, ye sights and scenes of my youth! Oh, all ye gleams of love, ye divine
fleeting gleams! How could ye perish so soon for me! I think of you to-
day as my dead ones.
From you, my dearest dead ones, cometh unto me a sweet savour, heart-
opening and melting. Verily, it convulseth and openeth the heart of the
lone seafarer.
Thus Spake Zarathustra |
