Wedding Prayer and Meditation

I stood before God with my love, I placed these instincts in his hands. I am now unaffected by these urges. Can I love you, dearest, and pray at the same time. On the sunny road, in the hollow half tree trunk, which has long been a trough, a surface of water gently renewing itself, I quench my thirst. Taking the water's serenity and origin through my wrists.

Drinking seemed too much to me, too obvious. But this waiting gesture brings clear water to my consciousness. So, if you came, I need to calm myself, just a light touch of my hands, be it on your shoulder young curve, be it on the pressure of your breasts.

Wedding Celebration in Grisons

All people stand amazed at my darling's eyes. I, the knower, on the other hand, know very well what that means. Because it means: I love this one, and not this one and that one. Give up, you good people, your wondering, your longing! Yes, she looks around with tremendous powers. But she only seeks to announce to him the next sweet hour. Do you look at me so deeply? Into the eye you speak, I am forever, my love, yours.

Must I appear to you as a foolish blood. Just let me cry then, crying is so good. Do you ask what suffering makes me weep? Can the harp avoid that, when touched, it sounds? How the sound that rests in her must appear. See, I have to cry like this. Crying is so good. Far from the beach, when the day fades away on the cliffs, glowing red, my lips breathe a trembling of longing into the twilight: "Come!" My eyes, still wet with tears, hopelessly graze the desolate beach. Silence all around!

The sea, flooded with the light of the sea, wears its robe of splendor. Pondering because in the magic land, until my full mouth kisses the sultry night, I dream, I rest in your arm on the beach, kissed awake by your loving power.