Prayer and Meditation

Four noble steeds in front of our carriage, we live in the castle in proud comfort. The morning light waves and the lightning at night, what they all illuminate is our property. And do you wander abandoned, banished through the country. With you through the streets in poverty and shame! Hands are bleeding, feet are sore, four desolate walls, no dog knows us.

Your coffin is plated with silver at the altar, they shall carry me to you on the bier, and far away on the heath and you die in distress, the dagger out of the scabbard, follow you to death! I am so happy in your loving presence. I mean, I need to be that wild, happy boy again. That makes your sweet youth sunny spring breeze. I love you so much. And the roses are blooming outside too. O dream of golden days! heart, once upon a time Evening clouds wander over my youthful valley.

Wedding in Neuchâtel

Since I know you'll be back for me, the clouds make me happy, and the evening silence in the bed of georgines makes me so happy! I happily look for the shade until the sun almost goes down. At night in the small, dark valley, every flashing light makes me happy. If I'm lonely climbing the hill, I'll listen at your door. I'm standing here in a strange garden, but it's you I feel. I extinguish the light with a purple hand, strip off the world like a colorful robe.

And dive into the dark naked and alone, the deep realm will be mine, me. Big miracles scurry through the thicket, source veins jump in the deepest sense, oh jump some more, I would get into the core, into the heart of the world, close to everything, far from everything.