If thou shalt love me, why wouldst that be?
What shalt it be, the reason, for thee,
To call me thy own and surrender thy soul
Shouldst it be my form and outwardly all,
I shalt say, it withers and won’t last long
Shouldst it be the heart and inwardly all,
It changes gradually like the Earth’s song
When autumn gives way to winter
And winter to spring, spring to summer.
Love me, if thou shalt, not for me
Not for what canst be heard or seen.
Love me because loving is effortless for thee
Because love is like the fragrance of flowers,
Like the euphoric wind that’s wild and free
Love me like that is all you canst give
As easily as the breath you take, to live.