Bryn Williams Poems

Of azure glass and waiting mist --
A sea of peace crystalline --
The drifting clouds that ride the winds uncertain,
Those airs who touch, caress and freeze
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As though in darkness given life
These shadows of the mind and heart
Rise with discord, hate and strife
And break the very sky apart.
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Behold the foreign, darkened glade
Where native strength began,
Entwined in rage, a welcome shade
That to the twilight ran.
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