Yon cloud, ‘t is bright and beautiful – it floats
Alone in God’s horizon -on its edge
The stars seem hung like pearls- it looks as pure
As ‘t were an angel’s shroud- the white cymar
Of Purity just peeping through its folds,
To give a pitying look on this sad world.
Go visit it, and find that all is false;
Its glories are but fog – and its white form
Is plighted to some thunder-gust.-
The rain, the wind, the lightning have their source
In such bright meetings. Gaze not on the clouds,
However beautiful – Gaze at the sky-
The clear, blue, tranquil, fixed, and glorious sky.
(John Gardiner Calkins Brainard)
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