Some die when they are in the womb
Some on the ground where they are born
Some die just as they learn to crawl
And some as they learn to walk

Some die old and some die young
Some in the very prime of life
All people pass in turn
Just like the fall of ripened fruit

As all ripe fruit
Always falls and rots
So all who are born
Are always by their deaths destroyed

Some die when they are in the womb
Some on the ground where they are born
Some die just as they learn to crawl
And some as they learn to walk

Some die old and some die young
Some in the very prime of life
All people pass in turn
Just like the fall of ripened fruit

As all ripe fruit
Always falls and rots
So all who are born
Are always by their deaths destroyed

Suffering - evil in the world: that disturbs you profoundly because you have not understood that this was the suffering of Christ radiating everywhere. The suffering he took upon himself in order to create the world, so that you might have souls. And as soon as you have to bear the smallest particle of that suffering, you howl.
And despair. Christ's despair, when he believed that God had forsaken him. he had made himself a man to that point, to that lowest point that he had to believe himself forsaken of the Father: for in that belief is all sin. So he cried: Why? and he died. Of course. What would it have mattered to him to die and to suffer knowing all the time that he was God? That was too easy. That would not have been Creation: he had to take on all sin and all suffering, and descend so low as to be cut off from the Father altogether - and yet in that state to say: Father, into thy hands I commit my spirit. He had to withdraw entirely from his godhead to create the world, he had to give himself up, in order to create sinners, evil, men, the world. Otherwise he would have remained God, God only - there would have been no world, no souls, no men.
All the despair of mankind, from end to end of the ages, what is it ever but the re-echoing down the courses of time of this despair of Jesus. Man also, did he always know, that God the Father is there, what merit would man have in his work, in his suffering? How would man prove to God that he loves him? It would merely be man's interest to love God, were man sure that God exists. One can only love truly a God whom one does not know for sure to exist. One can love truly only the God that does not exist.

Denis Saurat, Death & The Dreamer

Some die when they are in the womb
Some on the ground where they are born
Some die just as they learn to crawl
And some as they learn to walk

Some die old and some die young
Some in the very prime of life
All people pass in turn
Just like the fall of ripened fruit

As all ripe fruit
Always falls and rots
So all who are born
Are always by their deaths destroyed

Dhammapada

Some die when they are in the womb
Some on the ground where they are born
Some die just as they learn to crawl
And some as they learn to walk

Some die old and some die young
Some in the very prime of life
All people pass in turn
Just like the fall of ripened fruit

As all ripe fruit
Always falls and rots
So all who are born
Are always by their deaths destroyed

Dhammapada

Some die when they are in the womb
Some on the ground where they are born
Some die just as they learn to crawl
And some as they learn to walk

Some die old and some die young
Some in the very prime of life
All people pass in turn
Just like the fall of ripened fruit

As all ripe fruit
Always falls and rots
So all who are born
Are always by their deaths destroyed

Dhammapada

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