"Dimly the earth-man saw the inconceivable vastness to which the Eternal
Ones had attained. He beheld their glimmering outlines, the vague
masses of their forms, with stars behind them, seen as through the
luminous veil of comets. He was perched on a nebular thing, huge as the
orbit of systems, and moving with more than the velocity of light, that
strode through unnamed galaxies, through never-charted dimensions of
space and time. He felt the immeasurable eddying of ether, he saw the
labyrinthine swirling of stars, that formed and faded and were replaced
by the fleeing patterns of other stellar mazes. In sublime security, in
his sphere of dream-like ease and motion, Chandon was borne on without
knowing why or whither; and, like the participant of some prodigious
dream, he did not even ask himself such questions as these." ~ Read on ~
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A Sierran Sunrise
By: 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.
~ Last updated April 2017 ~