Prayer and Meditation

We heard your deep grief and came quietly into your garden. We tune our strings carefully, expecting the mild May night to listen. To your unfaithful remorse and suffering, to your neighbors bitter envy. To your mother's pride and quiet joy, let's sing at the top of our lungs! Light your light so that our song honors you and before the starry sky transfigure your suffering!

There are still many eyes that twinkle in faith, many hearts that are still in the right place! Blessed are those who suffer in love, and pearls dear to their eyes clothe their white cheeks more than morning dew clothes the lily cups on the summer meadow. Love cheated of love shines high and glorious like the rainbow. At his feet, which stand in flowers, there lie golden bowls unseen.

Zurich Unterland - Wedding Ceremony

He lies and sleeps on my heart, my good guardian spirit sang him. And I can be happy and joke, every flower and every leaf can make me happy. Nightingale, nightingale, alas! Don't sing Amor awake for me! I lingered for hours under the spell of your eyes, but you never saw the depths of my soul. You have never bowed down over my heart's woe to see your image in it as in the deep, dark sea.

Never has your dear head listened to my bosom, how secretly love sounds and murmurs in the depths. The pearl rests in the sea, the precious stone in the shaft - Come in, you beloved, in the night of my bosom! It is of all depths none equal in wealth - in my heart, then lies a kingdom of love for you.