Prayer and Meditation

You delicate, light one, when I reached you, you fine, delicate one. just wait, wait If I caught you? One grasps such dainty things with thumb and middle finger like a boy grasps a butterfly. When true souls are united inwardly, nothing separates them. He never learned to love, finding change, changes; moves away. When the other seems to be moving away. No, love is a fixed mark, forever unscathed by storms and waves.

A judgment star for the erring boat, whose value is above measure, concept and number. The lover is not the fool of time, even if sweet cheeks may wither. He does not change with the hour, he lives in the light of fate of eternity. If this is a mistake, what I have ever written falls, and no one ever said: I love you.

Religious Wedding

Words that your mouth spoke, sun-warm and sun-bright. Kisses that your mouth bestowed, source of undying bliss, have become my song, and I will always praise how happy your soul was and how lovely your body was. But the sweetest, the deepest shows no picture and makes no rhyme, And it remains unspoken secret between God and us. Love is a weak stick that bears the branches of your youth.

That growing soon the tree of life smashes itself with its branches. And you pressed with all your soul to the most intimate union. In the end you will, in the end, only be left to yourself. In my verse cries and laughs what has made my life rich. How that quiet comfort gives me. i loved you so much You look back on it too. And even if you weren't very lucky, maybe it was, even if it wasn't much, a stretch of sunshine.