Thus let us live, my dear, and let us love.
I know it is without a second care
That we can look into the heart of life
And bring alive the beauty that we share.
To sun - to shine, to earth - to bloom, to us - to kiss.
We look into the galaxies and know:
We have been given universal bliss,
Beneath the stars that shimmer, clouds that glow.
When I behold the native, simple joy
Of river running through a summer meadow,
Of butterfly that floats, of little boy
That looks enchanted at a grass blade's shadow,
When in the plasma of the beaming sun
Hydrogen atoms merge and give out fire;
When stars quadrillion miles apart can shine as one
And of their incandescence never tire;
When days are bright and filled with gentle pain
And every gentleman looks gently at you,
When in your beauteous form I see the rain
And thank the stars beneath which I have met you,
When you look in my face and say "I love"
And then your lips give out a painful smile,
When there are many, many stars above
And we that love are here for a while,
When clouds are running over sunlit sky
And rain that drops from them does water flowers
I know but only this: I'm free to fly
Since we, that will to live, do love each other.

Ilya Shambat
https://sites.google.com/site/ibshambatpoetry