Ask me not

You ask me why I love you?

Why not ask the sun why
it shines, why it rises,why it sets?
Why not ask the moon why it waxes, why it wanes?

Or a flower why it loves that
same sun's rays?

Or a wolf why it needs that
same moon's light?

Because that is the way things have fallen into place.
It is their nature,
as it is mine.