Cashmere Wedding – 47 Years of Marriage – Love works the same miracles, its power knows no bounds!
The Cashmere Wedding marks the wedding anniversary after forty-seven years of marriage. The production of cashmere wool is very complex and the result is therefore particularly valuable.
Cashmere Wedding - 47th Wedding Anniversary
Wedding celebrant zen master Father Reding guides you through the Cashmere wedding and celebrates the family with you with a confirmation ritual according to your wishes.
Meditation and Wedding Prayer
When a ray of sunshine falls into the room, a miracle usually happens. Dusts light up in the shimmer that no one has seen before. Love works the same miracles, its power knows no bounds. Wherever their instincts reign, the dust itself begins to shine. What no one noticed before, what shyly hid in the dark. What the big world despises now begins to glitter like gold.
If I were a little rose dewy, a child of sixteen, a budding breast would never have known of suffering! If my cheerful life still knew nothing of earthly cunning and lies, that I would carry it towards you with the first foam of pearls! And yet - it would be so rich and full, not so deep, my love. If no dark ground circumscribed their bright enamel of colours.
Cashmere Wedding
There, where the Rhine flows broadly and sluggishly through the Markgrafenland. There we tied an intimate, tight, tight bond. Here, full of youthful courage, he rushes at a rapid pace. Here our love grew cold, here it stopped loving. I threw myself quickly and wildly into life drunk with lust. There I was proud, there I was bold, I was a picture of the young Rhine. But since – how this stream pours itself into the blue, calm, big sea.
I lost myself so completely in her, I can no longer find my own self. Farewell, my Flemish girl, I must go against my will. But I love you with all my heart, I give you my word on that. Far dearer than my soul are you, O beloved, to me! And nobody else should ever manage to be even remotely dangerous to me. If I could win your heart, your love, I can also dedicate eternal loyalty to you! Give me this silken lock of hair, it rests on the heart of my lovely maiden from Flanders.
I flee against my will, I will remember them. When fight and battle surrounds me. But you will also think of me one day, who belongs to you with heart and mind. And give me a tear of sadness when I'm no longer among the living? Will you also think of me tenderly, dear girl, who always belongs to you with heart and soul?