Cynthia Buhain-baello Poems

Perceiving the Divine
With a genie view!
Drawing opaque lines
That will misconstrue.
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Forgiveness is the key
That unlocks the door
Shut closed by Anger
So that Love's rays can come in...and heal.
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'You have so many scars
And you have a distinct limp,
Have you just gone home from war? '
Asked the fellow with a wink.
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It does not really matter
If my house is small as this
As long as there is Laughter
With Love and Hope, that's bliss!
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A critic nixed it
the scribbled piece of her words
sunny thoughts spread out
like petals laid on a page
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In the narrow streets of Sydney
The cunning Fox takes over
Rowdy and so arrogantly
Clenched its fist in anger.
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Sydney is a place unique
Quite rustic with its buildings,
It carries there a kind of mystique
To one who goes there visiting.
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Wearing robes of piety
Religious men pretend
Purity of heart maybe
But Greed is their main end.
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The Vine of Life dwells within
And all who come to Him connect,
Abiding in His Word they remain
Branches that He makes perfect.
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That depends on where you look.
All seeking efforts don't bear fruit
And it is not found in a thousand books
But He alone is the Way to Truth.
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