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THE TALES OF AYELSFARN (An Aethereal Menagerie)
(Second Edition)
Copyright 1991 by Robert Bryan Reinhardt
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Includes all original and revised poetry and prose
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The Tales of Ayelsfarn; An Aetherial Managerie I (1985)
The Tales of Ayelsfarn; An Aetherial Managerie II (1991)
Copyright 1985, 1991 by Robert Bryan Reinhardt
ISBN 0-8059-2988-6
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c2. Woe to that rough grain of sand
Ardor, perception, an embrace:
Show me that these exist.
Upon gazing by my joyless face
And witnessing this human race,
Anyone could see
Why I would forever resist:
The cause is quite clear to me.
An untried love doth remain penned
Even though it was once sorely opened.
A great rise
And a great fall did transpire;
Devotion reels as one of us cries
And the soul ever endeavors to go much higher.
Woe to that rough grain of sand!
An untried emotion
Did fail its first test. From land to land
I did travel, with fogged heart, studied the giant ocean.
Oh, the infinite sea,
Though mighty never even rivals the Divine power.
With endless sounds my thoughts did abound
And disclose more meaning for me,
And yet my heart ever grows even more sour.
It would be grand if you were around.
My love, my sire, oh how I tire
Soul to soul still by that silver wire.
Know Ye, Jeanne Theresa, that I love you still
And by my imperishable soul
This shall remain and I always will.
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