Fatigued by their journey they sat down on Nature's Divan whence they regarded the sky. Pressing one another's hands, shoulder to shoulder, neither knowing why, both became oppressed, their mouths opened, without uttering a word they kissed one another. Near them the hyacynth and the violet marrying their perfume, on rasing their heads they both saw God who smiled at them from his azure balcony: Love one another, said he, it is for that i have clothed your path in velvet; kiss one another, I am not looking. Love one another, love one another and if you are happy, instead of prayer to thank me, kiss again.
