Meditation and Wedding Prayer

I feel as if a torrent of glowing floods of lava erupted from my heart. Oh, if you only knew how the deepest wounds so often bleed behind jokes. When I parted from you with laughter, it was atomized like the yellow of a blossom, and the wild song that stunned your cheerfulness sounded wilder. The wild song went on and on, and none of that laughter remained until I found the gentle word.

You once said: »I love you!« You will love the memory more than me when the living image escapes from behind the veil. If only the floating breath of vague words remained, if the last meaning of sunken looks reached you. Then I will completely enclose your aging life, loneliest among men, so that your soul never perishes. All my inner springs, which are still hidden from you today, flow into your heart and all suffering dies away.

Destination Wedding Switzerland

A melody gently flows through earth and sky like a gentle harp, Who announces things to everyone. What it was founded for, what it should perish with. She speaks to the eagle: »Penet to the sun, until a storm hits your wing!« Speaks to the clouds: »Rain, and when the meadow is blessed, melts on the golden day!«

She speaks to the swan: »Ride through the flood and then acquire a happy grave with a sound!” She speaks to the fire carnation: “Glow up in fragrance and wither!” To the woman: “Love and die!” Believe me, my heart hasn't grown cold, it's glowing as hot as ever, and what you think is winter inside. Is only appearance, is painted snow.

But what I feel in old love, I now close in the deepest sense, and no longer carry it into the throng of eternally cold people. I am like wine that has fermented. He no longer foams back and forth. But what was lost on the outside, he has more in the inner fire.