Birch Wedding – 41 Years of Love, Life and Happiness – Nameless to make happy through me, the Almighty Love forced me into life!

Meditation and Wedding Prayer

Where the cypress mourns over graves, memory often lingers with wet eyes, shivering with sad reassurance and unknown atonements. And on the gently transfigured paths of hope, the abandoned one surges into the ethereal grove of the better world towards his distant friend, and finds him in the holy twilight. How happy is he whose soul is filled with the hope of that resurrection!

How happy when the dream of reunion swings the bright seraph's wing around him! We shall not, now that we part trembling, beloved, this beautiful hope happiness. Forced reason to avoid the lovely madness, and shyly he fled from her radiant gaze. When new, more beautiful forms will one day weave around the high, strongly felt life, the divine that glows within us, and another being will blossom out of these ruins.

What is then to the spirit, born to new being, that here below delights it to God? With every sense a world has been lost, and its loveliest blossoms are crushed. Shattered is, in its finest depths, the lovely strings in our breast, where the germs of all joys of life slept. We stayed none, none aware! What maze am I caught up in? Has a sad necessity forced this life on me terribly?

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O love! you solve the anxious dispute! Yes, I felt, as I sucked the embers of love from your gaze with a sweet tremble, and holy, never before felt life flew through my soul with the power of the gods, When at first my drunken spirit wrapped itself around your soul with dizzying delight, that, nameless to make happy through me, the omnipotence of love forced me into life. Separated from you, what can the world give me to quench my soul's ardent longing?

What's the point of my loveless life now, where there's nowhere to rest for my longing? Where the undeveloped bloom of feeling, no longer awakened by harmony, perishes, and what glowed through the spirit with etheric heat, abandoned by your spirit, dies fruitlessly. Where joy pales roses, the tree of hope does not bloom, my fantasies sadly leave me, and, alas! Lifeless, reality stays with me. And yet the breeze that cools me, perhaps kissed the sigh from your lips.

And that star, which silently waves to me, perhaps greeted a love-moist look from you. I flee the world, forgot to love you? Your sweet picture escaped me forever? And so I renounced my better impulses and would be unfaithful to my ardor and you? No! If a god, with kind compassion, offered me a bowl from Lethe's floods,

I wouldn't take the bowl from his arms, and I would live my pain and you forever. Oh! you will too, when with the last star in the vicinity sweet nourishment dries up for us, and then from a deep, hopeless distance in the desolate space the drunken gaze flies away.

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When time, not cheered by hope, hangs misty flowers on its friend's picture, and every moment widens the chasm that presses horribly between spirit and spirit. Will you then share the sweet torment? Lulled by tender fantasies, lovingly hasten to me in quiet dreams, when between us, oh! space and time lies? Will the happiness of our brighter days then be your highest ideal forever?

I sense, Selmar, your gentle lamentations, through my own pain I understand your torment. No, don't complain! - When new joys beckon, when hope weaves fresh wreaths for you, let my image sink into quiet slumber. Love does not shy away from such sacrifices either! I want the glory of the gods to triumph, to see your heart glowing with strange urges and, like a ray that flies in the air, perishing in your soul forever.

Yes, Selmar, no! - Can love perish? Has nature ever been untrue to itself? Can harmony blow away like spring breeze? And will your ideal become new to you again? Love is eternal! The whole formative nature faithfully follows their harmonies, and even if I glow in new forms, I shall forever follow their trail of roses. The high harmony that unites us will never perish. Spellbound to you, I want to revolve around a sun as a planet, sucking in the ray of light sent from you.

Plunge towards you in a ray of weather, be your marriage flower as a flower, spice the air with you in the scent of blossoms, and frolic with you as a bird. The circle of creation always attracted by you, eternal holy sympathy marries us! In the dance of the stars and in the song of the waves A spirit, the harmony of love, blows us!