From: ibshambat@gmail.com   
      
   You are a cloud   
   But you never rain   
   You lift me up   
   And then love me again   
      
   Flowers give their love   
   And reach for the sun   
   Light of the meadow   
   Descends and is gone   
      
   There is a timepiece   
   Lost in the sand   
   Waves wash it over   
   Then merge with the land   
      
   As they caress it   
   They fill it with salt   
   Hoping to bring   
   The time to a halt   
      
   Then recreate   
   From the vanishing sea   
   Everything great   
   That the human can be   
      
   There to manifest   
   Love that they hold   
   And let your cloud   
   Augment manifold.   
      
   Ilya Shambat   
   https://sites.google.com/site/ibshambatpoetry   
      
   --- SoupGate-Win32 v1.05   
    * Origin: you cannot sedate... all the things you hate (1:229/2)