25 Years Commemoration Ceremony – Master of Ceremonies – Every child guesses it easily, so I don’t need to say it!

Prayer and Meditation

Four brothers go for a walk year after year, all year round; But each one comes alone to bring gifts to us. The first comes with a light mind, wrapped in pure blue, scatters buds, leaves, blossoms, which he fills with scents. The second appears more seriously, with sunshine and rain, scatters flowers in its course, the harvest rich blessing.

The third comes with abundance and fills the kitchen and the barn; brings us, for the sweetest pleasure, much fruit, grain and wine. The fourth rushes up angrily, shrouded in night and horror, angrily sees the empty forest and meadows, which he fills with snow. Who tells me who the brothers are that chase each other like this? Every child guesses it easily, so I don't need to say it.

Commemoration Ceremony - 25 years

I rest quietly in the tall, green grass and look up for a long time, surrounded by crickets without ceasing, surrounded by the wondrous blue of the sky. And beautiful white clouds drift through the deep blue, like beautiful quiet dreams; - I feel as if I died a long time ago, and am blissfully wandering through eternal spaces. So much seems big and precious, and the people look at it admiringly, but one stands aside; to him it seems all the smaller and bitter with bile, which delights her greatly.

And even that: he must submit to the vain, incomprehensible, thoughtless world, must speak as it speaks and joy lie, and smile to tame the hidden tears. The only thing that makes me happy is that what I weep for and what my heart's desires secretly aspire to are completely hidden. The world is blind and only loyal to traitors, but I, despising hate and honor alike, go on my way quietly and lonely.