[Vision2020] My Cloud

Tom Hansen thansen at moscow.com
Thu Feb 17 05:02:25 PST 2022

My Cloud
by Kate Slaughter McKinney
There's a cloud on my life’s horizon 
wonderful shape and hue, 
Like the feathery down of a snow-drift 
’Tis dimpled with changeful blue. 
I gaze on its shadowy outline 
And drink in the calm of the skies, 
Till I fancy it floats out of heaven, 
As an angel in disguise. 

No slumbering storm in its bosom, 
No hint of the lightning’s glare, 
Only a feast for the heart and soul 
Is this treasure of the air; 
For I know from its silvery edges, 
And glimpses of hidden gold, 
That a picture of rare tranquility 
Its tender depths enfold. 

Else whence is this mystic feeling 
Of peace that’s stealing o’er me? 
Like the magic of summer moonlight 
Enchanting a restless sea. 
O! heavenly cloud! why are you 
So calm? so angelic you seem, 
My spirit escapes in its longing— 
I am lost in a beautiful dream. 

Up, up on the wings of a swallow 
Piercing the heaven’s deep blue, 
O’er meadow and mount I am rising, 
And floating, sweet spirit, to you; 
Onward, in trance I am wafted, 
Now into the cloudlet above; 
And a face smiles out from its drapery, 
And ah! ’tis a face that I love.


Seeya 'round town, Moscow, because . . .

"Moscow Cares" (the most fun you can have with your pants on)

Tom Hansen
Moscow, Idaho

“A stranger is just a friend you haven’t met.”
- Roy E. Stolworthy
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