Wedding Prayer and Meditation

You are so like the sunny day I lived with you like a dream. Which lay fragrant over valley and heights, so that every leaf trembled with summer joy. When I think of you, the cheerful world smiles at me, illuminated by your gaze. The blossom is fragrant and the bud swells, a quiet blessing rests on every stalk. And in me it rejoices: look! Summer has forever established its home here. And I forget that some withered leaves at my feet are already announcing autumn.

In the storms of temptation I have long found peace, but even the most virtuous have unguarded hours! The old dream creeps up on me hotter than when I was hot. And winged the tomcat swings longingly over time and space. O Naples, land of bliss, unfailing cup of nectar! I would like to swing to Sorrento, to Sorrento, to the roof of the roof. Vesuvius salutes, the white sail salutes from the dark sea, a sweet concert of spring birds sounds in the olive grove. Carmela sneaks over to the loggia, she, the loveliest of all cats, and she strokes my mustache and gently squeezes my paws. And she looks at me sweetly languishing.

But listen, there is a growl. Is it the sound of the Gulf of the waves? Is it Vesuvius' grumbling? Isn't Vesuvius' murmuring, he's holding a ceremony now. In the yard, plotting doom, barks the worst of dogs. Barks the worst of all dogs, barks Krakehlo, the traitor, and my tomcat dream melts away into the blue ether.

Wedding Ceremony in St. Gallen

These are the most beautiful songs, for which no word is enough, around whose delicate limbs no rhyming robe fits. Sounding deep inside us, and quietly fading away in us, and yet penetrating to those who lovingly understand us.