Read "The Fugitives" at The Eldritch Dark:
This brief poem from Clark Ashton Smith (CAS) wonderfully expresses the fleeting nature of beauty, with the interesting dimension of aroma, presumably originating from flowers in the garden described. CAS uses the poem's outro to capture the transient moment immediately after the sensation of beauty has fled:
Soon ye are gone, and the air
Forgets your faint unrest
In the garden's breathlessness,
Where fall the snows of silence.
Soon ye are gone, and the air
Forgets your faint unrest
In the garden's breathlessness,
Where fall the snows of silence.
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