in this surrender

In this surrender, 
this surrender 
wherein You demand 
the whole of me, 
wherein even 
my yearning for You 
I cannot hope to keep, 
wherein my life 
is at last summated, 
wherein I begin 
from that which is ended, 
with a sigh so deep, 
that I am a sigh 
breathed out by You, 
wherein that which 
I held on to 
becomes what holds me, 
in this surrender, 
this surrender
wherein You 
are the only me, 
my love, 
wherein my heart 
has ceased begging  
for that which 
had never ceased to be, 
my love, 
in this surrender, 
will You then love me?