Meditation and Wedding Prayer

Happiness has no songs, happiness has no thoughts, happiness has nothing. Push your happiness so that it breaks, because happiness is malicious. Happiness comes gently like the whisper of the morning in the sleeping bushes, Happiness glides by like light clouds over dark blue depths. Is like the field that sleeps in the midday heat like the endless expanse of the sea in the hot vertical rays.

Happiness is powerless, it sleeps and breathes and knows nothing. do you know the pain He is strong and tall with clenched fists. do you know the pain He smiles hopefully with tear-stained eyes. Pain gives us everything we need. he gives us the keys to the kingdom of death. He pushes us through the gate if we still hesitate. Pain baptizes the child and wakes up with the mother and forges all the golden wedding rings.

Rules over everyone, he smoothes the thinker's forehead, he puts the jewelry around the neck of the desired woman, he stands at the door. When the man comes from the beloved. What else is it that pain gives to its loved ones? I do not know anything anymore.

He gives pearls and flowers, he gives songs and dreams, he gives a thousand kisses, all empty. Gives the only kiss that's real. He gives us our strange souls and strange notions. Gives us all life supreme gain. Love, loneliness and the face of death.

Zen Master Reding - Swiss Wedding Celebrant

Heart, you've grown so old and you're still so young, still so childishly young. That you always desire for your loved ones reciprocation. That you think thanks are due for faithful effort. Not in the plague suffered in silence on the very last day of suffering, nor in the chalice of the bitter drink.

Heart, you've gotten so old. Learn it once, that you should, after a better reward, gently carry a different wreath and a different crown, cross and yoke. Be the flower that is trampled on just as it is blooming, greens again and blooms again. Bear still the thorns on your head and the roses in your soul!