Basel – Funeral Service – The dead leaves have remained at the foot of the linden trees!

Your funeral orator and speaker in Basel: Abbot Reding from the Honora Zen monastery, will guide you through the alternative burial according to your wishes.

Prayer and Meditation

The dead leaves have remained at the foot of the linden trees. A letter of divorce is written in the sky in the sunset. The waters shine still and cool, a year has drowned in them. A shuddering grave feeling sank into my warm heart. you beautiful world! must I soon sink into these leaves so that other hearts and other forests drink the spring breeze?

If you know how to find something better for my space. Then let me disappear from the dream of life quickly and forever! When I, slumped on her breasts, drank deeply the most sacred of potions. Come, dragon death, with the last breath let us perish in the air like pale smoke. And let's ride through the air united as a storm wind after a hundred thousand years!

Funeral Service - Basel

I am the night My veils are much softer than the white death. Take every hot pain with me in my cool, black boat. My beloved is the long way. We are married forever. I love him and my silky black hair covers him. My kiss is sweet like the scent of lilacs. The hiker knows exactly when he sinks into my arms, he forgets every hot woman.

My hands are so narrow and white that they cool every fever, and every forehead that they touch has to smile softly, against its will. I am the night My veils are much softer than the white death. Take every hot pain with me in my cool, black boat. Death is great. We are His laughing mouths. If we think of ourselves in the midst of life, he dares to weep in our midst. All the best on your final journey and rest in peace!