Beauty, thou orchid of immortal bloom,
Sprung from the fire and dust of perished spheres,
How art thou tall in these autumnal years
With the red rain of immemorial doom,
And fragrant where the lesser suns illume,
For sustenance of Life's forgotten tears.
Ever thy splendor and thy light appears
Like dawn from out the midnight of the tomb.
Colors, and glints, and glamors unrecalled,
Richly thy petals intricate revive:
Blossom, whose roots are in eternity,
The faithful soul, the sentience darkly thralled,
In dream and wonder evermore shall strive
At Edens lost of time and memory.
The Orchid Of Beauty
Clark Ashton Smith
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Poem topics: beauty, dream, fire, life, light, lost, memory, rain, red, time, soul, eternity, dust, dawn, bloom, revive, intricate, Print This Poem , Rhyme Scheme
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