Page 1/1 Ode to Aylmar Through the silver hair shining pearls break to shine Radiant veils blind admirers who cry with tears Time runs like a silver fish, shooting out like an arrow Thunderous choir storms you over, wet with the rain yet joyous I am The eternal life gone, yet the name is here a momentous joy gone, yet the song is here My dear Aylmar let the acclamation be forever
