895 <br /> <br />A Cloud withdrew from the Sky <br />Superior Glory be <br />But that Cloud and its Auxiliaries <br />Are forever lost to me <br /> <br />Had I but further scanned <br />Had I secured the Glow <br />In an Hermetic Memory <br />It had availed me now. <br /> <br />Never to pass the Angel <br />With a glance and a Bow <br />Till I am firm in Heaven <br />Is my intention now.<br /><br />Emily Dickinson<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/a-cloud-withdrew-from-the-sky/
