Change
The past is over and cannot be undone
And so to move forward I have to let go.
Thoughts of tomorrow always hinder one,
The worries and the fears only make me slow.
Today is a time that I still can mold,
Today is a good start to take a good look.
Change is still there for me to hold,
My lessons of today are tommorrow's
books.
Focus on goals for time can't be lost,
I can't just rock the boat- need to sink it too.
For change to happen, there is always a cost
I must rid of the old to create something new.
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'Therefore, if anyone is in Christ, he is a new creation;
the old has gone, the new has come.'
2 Corithians 5: 7
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March 8,2009
Philippines
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Indecision
INDECISION
by Cynthia B. Baello
July 5,2008
Annoying thing, this indecision-
Wry deceit, unjust vexation.
Waste of time and of attention,
Diverts one's thoughts,
Drains affection.
Creates a maze with one's own mind,
Directions, goals are hard to find.
Weigh the options,
And then rewind,
Not deciding
Is unkind.
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'When we aim at nothing, we hit it
every time.'
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From Emptiness to Fullness
From out of the depth of emptiness
His hand reached out in Divine Love,
My soul to ransom from its death,
With mercy show the way above.
He led me to my crucifixion
Of self and doubt and blinded pride.
To die there in my Calvary
With my Lord and Savior by my side.
Without my cross there is no filling
No Holy Spirit there residing,
My Self is slain there on that hill
For God, He did the resurrecting.
He cannot fill what He cannot have
Nor change the heart He cannot mold.
As the way is absolute surrender,
My life is no longer mine to hold.
He gave me His greatest proof of Love
His fullness in me through Jesus Christ.
With His Holy Spirit as my witness,
I'm bought with a Ransom, a great Price.
'I have been crucified with Christ, and I no longer live, but Christ Who lives in me. The life I live in the body, I live by faith in the Son of God, Who loved me and gave Himself for me.'
GALATIANS 2: 20
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March 12,2009
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For My Brother Robert
MY BROTHER ROBERT
February 25,2009
God blessed your life, we know He did.
Your hopes and dreams were all fulfilled.
You did your best and gave your all,
And with honest work, you stood tall.
You loved with all your heart and life,
Your children and your faithful wife.
The best, a husband you had been,
And an even best father, we all have seen.
Now that you're fighting your last battle,
I pray God hold you in this hurdle.
Each day your strength has ebbed away,
But may He comfort you today.
May God in His great loving kindness,
Ease your pain, with mercy bless-
Your life and soul held here and after,
Embraced eternal by God our Father.
I love my dear brother.
(Robert Buhain Sr. November 18,1951 - March 14,2009)
Succumbed to cancer of the kidney
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February 25,2009
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Example
What we feed to the children
In words, actions, and example
Will later form them in the end
Into better or bitter people.
The attitudes and views we give
Our children will readily observe
Into vessels they are thus received
These things of life they absorb.
Our many words and our little ways
They will influence and they will mold
As we see the youth's passing days
We reproduce the children we now hold.
So with care and with much diligence
Let us all take heed what we say
And with greater watchfulness hence
Guard our thoughts and actions today.
'We teach what we know,
we reproduce what we are.'
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February 27,2010
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Time To Speak, Church!
There is a time to be meek
And to silently hold one's peace
But now is the time to speak
When the Truth is diluted like this
To accept what is wrong is weak
And to compromise just to please
God's principles are all we seek
For His wisdom will never cease.
So I do not pretend to agree
To those who may think I offend
Though all men were made to be free
Not all freedom is right, dear friend
Today we all need the Truth to see
That a man with a woman in marriage lend
What God had planned in matrimony
Not the kind we consider now a trend.
A marriage is what they have they say
Two people of the same sex tie the knot
A bond or partners, a union of gays
But a 'marriage' I say - it is not.
What is wrong then cannot be right today
No matter what human laws have forgot
What God has said will always stay
When He says it's a sin - that's a lot!
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July 28,2011
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For John and Wayne
We all had past regrets
But take a moment's pause
The pain we must forget
And the scars these may have caused.
With hope, we move on forward
Unhindered by those hurts,
For the future holds rewards
And ways to regain self-worth.
Each passing day is ours
A chance to win our battles-
Though with age, Time's quickening hours
May soon take us out of the hurdle.
As a friend and a fellow soldier
We hold friendship in the battle of life
With our God and with all our prayers
We'll find victory through all the strife!
Copyright Cynthia Buhain-Baello
February 22,2010
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A Speck of Dust
Hopes for today and plans for tomorrow
Lofty ideals and noble dreams
In an instant can turn into a day of sorrow
For Life is short and so fleeting it seems.
Time and Goals need to be early married
And the young need to focus mind and heart
Opportunity never for once tarried.
And Success can always quickly depart.
In a second, all can be out of sight
All men destined to be carcass
Like a breath, a flickering candle light
We are specks of dust, mere leaves of grass.
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'Teach us to number our days aright
that we may gain a heart of wisdom.'
PSALM 90: 12
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Februrary 12,2010
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Yes I Am A Christian, Does That Bother You?
My words they come
As I want them to
They may cut some
Does that bother you?
I write my thoughts
My own convictions
Whether they are sought
Not my restriction.
You have your freedom
Well so do I!
My faith consumes
That is no lie.
Yes I'm a Christian
Write most of God,
Share Truth to man
That makes me glad.
I write of Love too
It's part of life,
What all men do-
War, pain, and strife.
Don't try to put me
In your own mold
You let me be
My pen, don't hold.
My Christian words
Just let them fall
This is my Sword-
Don't make the call.
My pen construe
I am a Christian-
I have rights too
Like other humans.
'The Lord will keep you from all harm
He will watch over your coming and you going
both now and forevermore.'
Psalm 121: 7-8
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May 15,2009
Philippines
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Undecided Love (Naani form)
Between indecision and ambivalence
In passing Time
Drives Love to Absence
Frail Gemini's crime.
Copyright Cynthia Buhain-Baello
March 2,2010
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What's Cooking?
So how are you,
Have you pulled through?
Still wallowing in pills
Content with your ills?
Those drugs you use
Of course you'll abuse
There's no easy way
You escape it today
Just a quick trip
To put you to sleep
A nice harmless high
That will make you fly
Those drugs aren't cool
Turned you into a fool
That child was a friend
Your eyes saw a chicken
Slashed her throat dry
Intending to fry
And then you were sober
But her life was over
So now you serve time
For that heinous crime
Blamed the drugs you get
But never forget
All the pills you were taking
Had your brains a-cooking!
'There is a way that seems right to a man, but in the end it leads to destruction.'
PROVERBS 16: 25
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May 8,2009
Philippines
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Marks of a True Easter Man
Another Easter,
Another season.
Trying to foster
The real reason.
Time to repent?
Done that before
Change was absent
What was it for?
Notice the marks
Of the true Easter man,
He cannot look back
Facing God's direction,
He is not going back
From his crucifixion,
Nor return to the old
Rotten life oblivion.
He lost all his plans,
Someone did it for him,
When he nailed Self up there
That decision was firm.
So the true Easter man,
Is OWNED by the Savior
His new life is more than
Just Easter time labor.
'Theref ore, do not let anyone judge you by what you eat or drink, or with regard to a religious festival, a New Moon celebration, or a Sabbath Day.
These are a shadow of things to come, but the reality, however, is found in
Christ.'
Colossians 2: 16-17
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March 20,2009
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Kindness
Kindness is an alien word today,
Eventually bound for extinction.
For angry words that people say
All carry tones of sheer vexation.
If words can swallow each man whole
Then we'll devour each other up,
For rage has taken each man's soul
One sentence then would be enough.
Perhaps it's time we change the tune
And lace our human words with grace
This higher form of life may soon
In time end up without a trace.
For there is only one distinction
That separates man from all the rest
Aside from Love's profound emotion,
Of virtues, Kindness is man's best.
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'But the fruit of the Spirit is love, joy, peace, patience, kindness, goodness, faithfulness, perseverance, and long suffering....'
February 2,2010
Philippines
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A Love Letter
Hello, I hope that you are well
Since we said our last goodbye
I miss you so much, you can tell
I have not forgotten, though I try.
Things have not changed, that is true
And though you have moved on today
My love remains, nothing I can do
It always shows, no matter what I say.
So you have someone else - it's alright.
Letting you go is really for the best.
To hold on to you- yes, I have no right
To leave you is to give myself due rest.
So Dearest, take care and be happy
I have memories when you were mine,
I just wrote this short note to sincerely
Wish you the best...Happy Valentine!
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Copyright Cynthia Buhain Baello
February 13,2010
Philippines
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Tomorrow
Tomorrow is what tomorrow is
Nothing shall change that
When tomorrow comes things will happen
Things both good and bad
Things may happen tomorrow because of today
But looking at today as judgment of tomorrow won't help
Tomorrow will never stop coming
No matter how slow the day seems to go
Tomorrow is what tomorrow is
You do not know what will happen
Tomorrow will always come after today
So why not give tomorrow a chance?
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If I Had The Cure For Cancer
I can sense the tinge of annoyance
You have for the work of my pen,
I regret to cause a disturbance
In your spirit, it's about God again.
But Friend, will it not be better-
There's no time to be wasted today,
And if I had the cure for cancer,
Would you like me to hide it away?
It's for you I have been praying,
That you take His Gift and be free
Your cancer of soul is advancing,
And the cure is His Love and Mercy.
Your discouragement and deep anger,
All regrets and past bitterness,
Toss the soul to malignant cancer
That leaves you victim to distress.
He is a better cure for cancer,
For eternity your soul will be well.
That is why I endure your anger,
I won't like you confined into hell.
'Heal me, O Lord, and I will be healed;
save me and I will be saved, for You are the One I praise, '
Jeremiah 17: 14
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June 29,2009
Philippines
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Pride
Pride exalts itself
It cannot ask for help
It cannot even pray
Humbly kneel today
It never bows to ask
It wears a stoical mask
Pride can breed anger
Can't forgive the offender.
It goes for years in heights
A pedestal of Rights
Knows only 'I, me, mine'
As long as Self is fine.
No pity, no compassion
Just selfish, rude emotions
It cannot say 'I'm sorry'
Though mistakes are many.
It craves full attention
Wearing self-exaltation
Seeks applause of men
Its name up there again.
The Spirit, it cannot receive
In self-effort it believes
Not really needing God-
Pride? Makes me so very sad.
'In his pride the wicked does not seek Him; in all his thoughts there is no room for God.'
Psalm 10: 4
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April 28,2009
Philippines
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I Will Write About You, God
I will write about You,
With my last breath I would.
Your Hand's upon my pen,
Your Words in mind again.
Tried to veer away from it,
Tried some drama and some wit,
But You are so persistent,
Gave the score for my content.
You will not let me go,
I plant Your Words, they will grow
In hearts of hardened soil so barren,
You draw them in, the souls of men.
Now is the time, now is the season,
To write Your Words that is the reason
This gift was given, it's for You.
Until the end...I will write about You.
'For it is God Who works in You, to will and to do according to His good purpose.'
Philippians 2: 13
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June 5,2009
Philippines
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Talking Optimistic Blues
Written by: neil diamond and gretchen peters
I got worries by the ton
Getting kansas only one
Over taxed and alimony
Tired of eating fried baloney
I got burdens on my shoulders
Dying young and growing older
There's some brain cells i'm missing
But despite it all, i'd like to say
I'm gonna have a good day today
Gonna have a good time anyway
Put it all behind me, lay it all away
Gonna be a good day today
Bills and pills and former wives
Past estates and former lives
Bank account is overdrawn
Had a ??? and hairline's gone
Hearing voices in my head
Saying i should have stayed in bed
Doc just died but what the heck
Nothing worse can happen anyway
So i'm gonna have a good day today
Me, i'm gonna have a good time anyway
Put it all behind me, lay it all away
Gonna be a good day today
Pulled my back and wrecked my car
Girlfriend stole my vcr
Letter came from sixty minutes
Saying they wanna put me in it
Tell me my career just died
Years ago i might have cried
Now i'm just too old to do it
Maybe true but screw it anyway
Me, i'm gonna have a good day today
And i'm gonna have a good time anyway
Put it all behind me, lay it all away
Gonna be a good day today
Hey i'm gonna have a good day today
Me, i'm gonna have a good time anyway
Put it all behind me, lay it all away
Gonna be a good day today
song performed by by Neil Diamond
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A Sure Foundation
A sure foundation for molding character
The anvil where the child is honed
A happy family does so much better
Than material things a man had owned.
For a happy family here on earth
Though its home be humble, much is given
The joys it brings has eternal worth
A taste of beyond and a glimpse of heaven.
A happy family will have conversations,
Warm hugs to give, loving hands to hold.
When problems may come, a shoulder to cry on
No fear of rejection, its Love will mold.
Mansions, big houses, don't make a family
Togetherness and affection make it so
Correction and guidance with love to see
A child grows up happy in his tomorrows.
'Therefore if anyone is in Christ, he is a new creation, the old has gone, the new has come.'
2 Corinthians 5: 7
'Each day of our lives we make deposiis in the memory banks of our children.'
(Chuck Swindoll)
Copyright Cynthia Buhain-Baello
February 20,2010
Philippines
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Words Like Pebbles
Words like pebbles
Thrown down a pond
Will cause some ripples
That go around.
Words like pebbles
Never come back
They sink in people
That they attack.
Words can create
A thousand circles,
Pain resonates
As hurts unfurl.
Words released
Like pebbles drown;
The friendships cease
As they go down.
Hold your words
Hide your pebbles
You cannot afford
To cause the ripples.
The pond is calm
So be blessed
Be friendship's balm
Speak what is best.
'Reckless words pierce like a sword, but the tongue of the wise
brings healing.'
Proverbs 12: 18
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Written May 11,2009 Tarlac City Philippines
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