In clouds I see,
Certain shapes up there,
Feathery forms to me,
Afloat on currents of air...

With imagination mine,
From what I see there wrought,
I may with them entwine
To higher things in thought:

Could some be from
        Celestial things?
Could they have come
        From heaven wings?

From angels aloft,
As they, downward waft
        To our earthly clime,
        To protect, illume...
Might they sometime,
        There lose a plume?

Oh I know,
They're spirits so,
And for something to compare
Are thinner than thinnest air...

But still,
If you will,
Untether your mind
And see if you,
   A feather may find,
   In the sky of blue...

And as I muse,
To my way of thinking,
They'd have us use
           A feather of theirs,
As a quill for inking
           In our affairs...

For us to write
On our scroll of  life,
    Neither sin nor strife,
But ways of what is right,
    That lead to eternal Light...  ―John Riedell

 A cloud turned to show it better

These clouds present interesting natural formations.  It also happens, that with imagination, one might see within the formations the suggestion of a scene from angelic history recounted in Apocalypse 12.  Toward the top, visualize a person with upstretched arms, and down and to the left, a creature with a howling face, being cast down.

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