Linen Wedding – 35 years of robustness and longevity – But you only grant fulfillment to a few, blessed days, pure happiness!

The linen wedding marks the wedding anniversary after thirty-five years of marriage. Like marriage, linen is very strong, hard-wearing and durable.

Linen Wedding - 35th Wedding Anniversary

Wedding speaker zen master Father Reding guides you through the linen wedding and celebrates the family with you with a confirmation ritual according to your wishes.

Meditation and Wedding Prayer

You ask me girl what whisper the west trust the blossom bells? Why lure the chirping birds from branch to branch in the branches? Why the bud nestles against a bud, and waves flow away with waves. And to the moonbeam, swaying on the chalices, the violas of the night reveal themselves? O foolish questions! The answer cannot fail him to whom knowledge is good. So wait, my child, until love comes, it will tell you everything.

They are all looking for you and you lure everywhere. Your unriddled face shimmers from a thousand veils. But only a few you grant fulfillment, blissful days, pure happiness. Tenderly the flowers blow you, the shy grass, the cheerful flight of butterflies, wilder the wind and the ever-changing sea. You shine wonderfully in people's eyes, holding a loved one in his arms, arched over by the resounding starry sky. In the trembling soul shivers of life and death float.

Linen Wedding

Love has not yet blown you with its fiery embers. Your blood, which soothes your pulse, has not yet surged in wild torrents. Not a breath has been taken of what is forever missing from the one who lost it. But the hour will come for you too, when the flame will rise brightly! Then it will never be that wild one that knows no roaring barrier! It shall be the more beautiful, the mild one that burns on the hearth of the house!

I hid my love on a leaf of this book, so that the fleeting visit would remain a lasting memory. days go, moons go, Years later, you will completely forget the little book, scarcely looking at it. But once in quiet days the gilt edges will lure you. Take it in your hands again to turn its leaves. And then you will read the well-known, newly discovered with a smile. Loudly sung, finely hidden song, how good I've been to you.