Prayer, Meditation about Love

If it pleases you to hurt me and to scoff at my merits with your mockery, I will fight myself on your side. Ready to see you faithful despite false oath. Can't hide my own weaknesses and I want to show them to you with an open mind. And if you know all my shortcomings and mistakes, then my loss becomes your gain. And finally, I make it a gift for myself.

Since I can only think of you, the disgrace with which I insult myself brings me twice as much as your earnings. I love you so, and I must not complain. What love brings in, she has to endure. My love song does not sound like the sound that made-up beauty may sound.

Wedding without Religion

The one who brings all pictures adornment from the universe and every beautiful thing borrows the appearance of the beautiful. It is not a torrent, not an abundance of comparisons with the sun and moon and what there is only in the tide and the mainland. With the signs of the heavens and all the marvels of nature. Real is my love, true be my song too.

Therefore believe that no earthly flame burns with more beautiful embers, although the golden radiance glows even more beautifully in the firmament. Let him who loves to boast boast of love. I will not praise what not to pay.

I see with a dread grip time roiling the sublime splendor of sunken worlds. Imagine how proud towers fell, and ruins are only for bronze marks. See the sea's coveting teeth gnawing on the royal beach like a wolf, and how the mainland snatched away again, gain loss, loss gain must bear. And when I see this change, this withering, and everything that was there, finally a shadow - then the thought rises from the ruins. Time will take my love too. Thought that leads to mourning: to think that you have what you lose!