For You

Yesterday when I met you
I was  feeling sad.

On the way to my dreary home
the sound of the stream was louder
because so many wrongs are being committed.

But it was only after meeting you
that I started to realize
that the wrongs in my heart
grow deeper the more I try to forget them,
grow remoter the more I bring them to mind.

Among all the things I have
for you,
I desire to keep hidden for ever
the things that should stay hidden.

But still, since I have learned that anyone
who cannot feel pain on your account
is unable to comfort the world in its pain,
insofar as my shame and my pain
are all for you,
I long to reveal them all.

Since I first met you
a wind has been gusting in my heart,
about twice the affection you feel for me
and my heart has been aching but
as I think of all I have to give
for you
I feel increasingly happy.