The Glory Of A Cloud Poem by Nero CaroZiv

The glory of a cloud at childhood days withdrew from my skies
What a divine and superior glory it was; a moment dies
But that cloud and its members auxiliaries
Are forever lost to me

Had I but further scanned and looked and grasped
Had I secured the moment of breathless glow
In my memory for later reminiscence and air gasp
It had availed and lived with me now.

Whoever to pass the moment of glory of meadow and grass
With a penurious glance; a heedless gaze upon a beautiful lass
Never in heaven can he bring back or find
What he had lost from his consciousness and mind


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