she asks

My wife asks me often why I just let go
I told her that I let go of myself once for it helps
It changed me from the ‘me’ I was to the ’me’ I always wanted to be
And this is the’ me’: disconnected, free of all desires
Only for you I come into this world of desires
Why you would ask, I don’t have anything nor do I care
I cannot be me without her though
For that is the only string that binds me to this world as human
I cannot leave for if I do I cannot answer myself
I cannot be what they want me to be for I am myself
I cannot be me or myself so I cannot be alive
I cannot die for I will hate to see tears in her eyes
Pity
What a pity
It’s not a pity to me
I cannot live in a death of myself
Nor can I revel in the life of my death
The dawn of my life is my attachment to her
And the sunset is me
All else is the noon where it scorches me
But it rains once in a while
And I can feel the soul wet in its tears
But I don’t search anymore for a promised land
For I never promised myself such
Never have I nor shall I.