Emily Dickinson: A Cloud withdrew from the Sky Superior Glory be Bu



A Cloud withdrew from the Sky
Superior Glory be
But that Cloud and it's Auxiliaries
Are forever lost to me
Had I but further scanned
Had I secured the Glow
In an Hermetic Memory
It had availed me now -

Never to pass the Angel
With a glance and a Bow
Till I am firm in Heaven
Is my intention now.


Emily Dickinson

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