Read "The Morning Pool" at The Eldritch Dark:
This is a slight early poem from Clark Ashton Smith (CAS), well in line with other of his brief nature studies that I have read recently. What captures my attention in these quatrains is the contrasting opening lines of each stanza. We open with "All night the pool held mysteries", and the following stanza begins with "And now it holds the limpid light". The mundanity associated with daylight significantly enhances the power of night's mystery as expressed in the first stanza.