A Sierran Sunrise

Clark Ashton Smith

Look yonder, where the whitened orient skies
Grow splendid with the radiance of the dawn,
O'er regal mountains that majestic rise
With misty purple robes about them drawn.

The painting of the masterpiece behold
That every morn, before our careless eye,
Nature portrays, in crimson and in gold,
Upon the canvas of the earth and sky.

Mark what unequaled and supernal hues —
Ever the artist's dream and his despair —
She doth, with art supreme, unrivaled use,
To limn her vision wonderful and fair.

Long-sought, elusive Beauty here descends,
And for a moment unto Nature s hand
Her star-caught skill and inspiration lends,
Whence springs this dawn miraculous and grand.

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Printed on: November 21, 2017