Meditation and Wedding Prayer

Cheerful songs resounded brightly through the spruce forest, a cheerful rider soon came to the forester's house. Ms. Aunt, good morning, where is my beloved? She lies sick to death in the upper room. In bitter tears he climbed the stairs, he stopped her run at the door of his beloved. Come in, beloved, for a painful visit! The shroud will soon cover those you wanted to bring home. She sleeps in a narrow coffin, on which lies the myrtle wreath.

You will not lead them home, not with song and dance. They will carry me away and bury me deep, you will cry tears for me and free another. You who never sadden me, you my adornment and desire, how sharply you have now cut me in the breast! Then the two looked at each other, serious and mild, their hands clasped, a beautiful, pale picture. Then she gently parted, but he pulled the little ring off his finger and put it in her mouth.

Did he weep, as such happened? I was in tears myself, I didn't see it. The gravedigger digs a grave, and another grave. He comes to her side who gave her the little ring.

Your Buddhist Wedding

One day that says to the next, my life is a journey towards great eternity. O eternity, so beautiful, accustom my heart to you, my home is not of this time. You ask what is the time? And what about eternity? Where does Eternal rise and rise to time? Time, as soon as you lift it, is lifted where the Eternal lifts you up to Itself.

Time is not, it is eternity alone. Eternity alone is eternal in time. It is that which is always giving birth in time. As a true presence that endures time. Where the past and future has vanished in the present, you felt eternity. Where you have felt past and future as present, there eternity is found.