Everyday Beauty (5-7-5)
EVERYDAY BEAUTY (5-7-5)
Symphonies of birds
in orchestra with sun rays
awakens new day.
Soothing summer breeze
blow of Mother Nature's breath
gently caressing.
Melancholy skies
skilled at hiding mournful eyes
cry tears of April.
Jade leaves undressing
baring warm earth colorings
of Autumn's garments.
'The glory of the Lord shall endure for
ever: the Lord shall rejoice in His works.'
Psalm 104: 31 KJV
by Cynthia Buhain-Baello
August 30,2008
Edited May 12,2009
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Melancholic skies
Skilled at hiding mournful eyes
Cry tears of April.
haiku by Cynthia Buhain-Baello (04 August 2008)
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A Sight Such As This
To keep her brood inside safe, protected
The mother swan spreads wide her wings,
A sight such as this I have reflected
Showed me a glimpse of His Divine caring.
All creation testify His Kindness
Boundless, infinite, given free.
Loving, awesome His Faithfulness
Yes, the LORD is good and full of Mercy!
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'He will cover you with His feathers,
and under His wings you will find refuge;
His faithfulness will be your shield and rampart.'
Psalm 91: 4
A Sight Such As This
by Cynthia Buhain Baello
August 29,2012
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Lord You Overwhelm Me
Lord You overwhelm me
I grope for words to say,
Your Presence does impart
Such comfort when I pray.
Though faced with so much hindrance
My writing's for your Glory -
No matter what the resistance
You bless my poetry!
I trust in Your Unfailing Love
Your Hand will always be
My great protection from above -
Yes, Lord You overwhelm me!
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'I love You, Oh Lord my Strength.'
Psalm 18: 1
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March 29,2008 Tarlac City Philippines
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Inner Peace From God
My hopes like shipwrecked paper boats
Are crushed upon the streams of life.
With nothing to hang on to keep afloat,
Prayer, my anchor, holds me through the
strife.
Weeping I fall prostrate at Your feet,
'I love You, O Lord, my Strength.'
Your Divine comfort and grace complete,
Engulfs my soul in infinite length.
Your inner peace surrounds me like walls
And You, O God, are my glory within.
The broken, You love- and those who fall,
The contrite of heart, You redeem from sin.
There is nothing on earth that can give me this,
Unconditional love and Your inner peace.
'And I Myself will be a wall of fire around it, declares the Lord, 'and I will be its glory within.'
ZECHARIAH 2: 5
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Copyright Cynthia Buhain-Baello
July 11,2009
Philippines
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Crossing My Sea
I am crossing my red sea
And the waters are high
They're over and above me
And they make me cry.
The burdens are heavy
Gargantuan tasks
The challenges many
More than I can ask.
The staff that You gave me
Is this little pen
For writing is surely
What You intend.
I am crossing my red sea
And my hopes will be bright
As long as You're with me
My life is alright.
My needs You do know
As I journey across
I will trust You and so
I will not suffer loss.
Hold my hand in this sea
Many times I will stumble
Let me reach victory
For I know You are able!
'I love You, O Lord, my Strength.'
Psalm 18: 1
May 25,2009
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Philippines
February 3,2010
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His Word Is Alive
Seeds of Life that germinate
In ready soils of hungered hearts,
Alive and active when sown, pulsate
With the newness of life that it imparts.
Not idle words but Words of Truth,
They cleanse the souls and sanctify.
Eventually they will grow roots
That will encourage and edify.
These Seeds do not return when sown,
Empty and void with sterile worth-
Life-changing power it makes known
It is from God it was sent forth.
In times of battle it is a Sword
Sharper than a double-edged one,
For Evil always flees God's Word
And his works are cut, his deeds undone.
When used in prayer, spoken in Faith,
It moves mountains with the answers,
It soars the heavens and resonates
It is the key that releases God's Power.
'The law of the Lord is perfect,
reviving the soul,
The statutes of the Lord are trustworthy,
making wise the simple.
The precepts of the Lord are right,
giving joy to the heart,
The commands of the Lord are radiant,
giving light to the eyes.
The fear of the Lord is pure,
enduring forever.'
Psalm 19: 7-9
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Copyright Cynthia Buhain Baello
July 7 2009
Philippines
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My Heart Worships You (Psalm)
O Lord, this world has nothing
To offer for my happiness
I found in You my everything
My life's so wonderfully blessed.
From birth, Lord, You have known me
You wove me in my mother's womb
You care for me so faithfully-
Love from the cradle to my tomb.
All my days are in Your Book,
You know the words that leave my lips,
My heart has yearned for years to look
For You the God that I worship.
Now You have found me I will be
All Yours my God for eternity,
Your love like Fire consumes completely,
Justice, Righteousness there for me.
Why should I fear the words of man?
No weapon formed against me stands,
Your Word refutes each one of them,
And through it all You hold my hand.
You are my God, I worship You!
My heart will glorify in praise-
All works You've done and what You are:
The God of Kindness, Love and Peace.
I soar on wings like an eagle's
Oh my spirit soars in Your wings!
Of mourning there's very little
For my heart in joy and love, it sings!
Your will is all that I desire,
To follow You where You lead me
And loving You I'll never tire,
Each breath I take to worship Thee.
'Let not the wise man boast of his wisdom,
or the strong man boast of his strength,
or the rich man boast of his riches.
but let him who boasts, boast abou this:
that he understand and knows Me,
That I am the Lord, Who exercises Kindness, Justice,
and Righteousness on earth....for in these I delight.'
JEREMIAH 9: 23-24
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Copyright Cynthia Buhain-Baello
April 12,2009
Philippines
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God Waits For You T0 Come
Jesus God, our Healer, Friend
Ever present loving Savior
Come to Him, all you who weary
Heavy laden, life survivors.
He will never turn you away
Just come and call upon His Name
You need not excellently pray
Be yourself, He'll take you just the same.
In life, we all go around searching
Like wandering sheep that go astray
When all the while the Lord is waiting
For us to come to Him today.
Your burden He is more than able
To carry, cure, and dissipate
For with God, nothing is impossible!
Don't lose your life, it is not too late.
He is your Comfort, your Burden Bearer
Your Sun and Shield, your Hiding Place
The Rock of Ages, great Redeemer!
The Lord is gracious to show His Face.
'The Lord is my Rock, my Fortress and my Deliverer,
my God is my rock, in Whom I take refuge.
He is my Shield and the Horn of my Salvation,
my stronghold.'
Psalm 18: 2
Copyright Cynthia Buhain-Baello
February 25,2010
Philippines
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A Call for the Youth (Cinquain)
Wake up
Grab your future!
Never let them ruin
Country, hopes, dreams, and family
Freedom!
'Teach us to number our days aright that we may gain
a heart of wisdom.'
Psalm 90: 12
Copyright Cynthia Buhain Baello
December 2009
Philippines
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Enjoying the Presence of God
My soul is at rest in You,
For I am like a tree
planted beside streams of water,
bearing fruit in season.
My mind is fed by You
For Your wisdom comes
like fresh rain on parched land,
growing oaks of righteousness.
My heart is refreshed by You
As softly You speak in Spirit
like a gentle breeze at Horeb,
each breath a speech of love.
My being is lifted in You
As I scale to the Rock higher than I
reaching clouds of Your Presence,
standing in the heights of refuge.
You dress me up with Peace,
Adorn me Kindness, Joy, and Love-
Your Faithfulness embraces me,
And I enjoy being with You, God.
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'O God, You are my God, earnestly I seek you; my soul thirsts for You, my body longs for You, in a dry a weary land where there is no water.'
PSALM 63: 1
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Copyright Cynthia Buhain Baello
April 5,2009
Philippines
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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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Copyright Cynthia Buhain-Baello
May 15,2009
Philippines
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Not the End When Love Ends
It is not the end when Love ends
That's just a brief consoling respite
For you'll never know what the Future sends
Soon another Love may come with it.
Like the Spring or Summer it returns
With the songs of joy that it imparts
A new love awakens and passion yearns
Then faster are the beatings of the heart.
Yes the Past holds beautiful memories
Remember not to close your heart's door
Because Love will come on times as these
And happier are the memories than before.
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Co pyright Cynthia Buhain Baello
August 16,2010
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Sleep (Double Acrostic)
S weet, refreshing Comfort beckonS
L ulls with soothing calm as Dreams now calL
E ach part of me to gentle Rest and slumbered easE
E mbracing mind and thoughts to needed PeacE
P erhaps there find a new day's strength to keeP.
Cynthia Buhain Baello
August 29,2012
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Apolutrosis (Redemption)
In utter humility,
Yeshua came to be
Taking on humanity,
To ransom you and me.
From Genesis it was done
The apolutrosis of man-
The Godhead devised the plan,
And so the Son became Man.
Jesus Christ, One Redeemer
And His Blood, our Purifier,
The One and only Mediator
And there is no other Savior.
'Tetelestai! ' Jesus cried-
'It is finished! ' then He died,
Eternal debt was put aside,
And so in Him will Truth abide.
Man's false doctrine tries to mix
A human being as 'mediatrix'
Redemption's glory to affix-
To a woman unaware of the fix.
'I Am the Lord there is no other,
Apart from Me there is no God.'
Why give glory to the mother
When only Jesus shed His Blood?
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'Tetelestai' -Hebrew for 'fully paid'
'Apolutrosis' -Greek for 'full ransom paid'
'I Am the Way, the Truth, and the Life,
no one comes to the Father except through Me.'
JOHN 14: 6
'For there is One Mediator between God and men, the man Christ Jesus, who gave Himself as a ransom for all men - the testimony given in its proper time.'
2 TIMOTHY 2: 5
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Copyright Cynthia Buhain-Baello
April 2009
Philippines
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Those Who Copy Murder Poetry
Unkind are those
Who disrespect
Their fellow writers' work,
They presuppose
We can't expect
That duplication lurks.
So with temerity
Their works will show
That titles are just 'copy'
They mock the art,
And refuse to grow
...Then murder Poetry.
Copyright Cynthia Buhain Baello
April 1,2010
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My Redeemer Lives!
Even when I am old and gray
Lord, I will sing You praise
And though my life may ebb away
I will declare Your amazing Grace!
For You, O God have held me through
My darkest hours and human failings
A Faithful God, Lord You are True
You changed my mournings into dancing.
You are the Father to the fatherless
Near to the lost and brokenhearted
Shield for the lonely and the hopeless
Healer of the downcast and afflicted.
When my strength and flesh shall decay
I know the God Whom I believed
I know that my Savior for me prays
Jesus Christ, My Redeemer lives!
' Even when I am old and gray
do not forsake me, O God,
till I declare Your Power to the
next generation, Your might to all
who are to come.'
Psalm 71: 18
Copyright Cynthia Buhain-Baello
February 26,2010
Philippines
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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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Copyright Cynthia Buhain Baello
June 29,2009
Philippines
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As I Close My Eyes I See You
Each moment never takes me away
For you always seem to be here with me
Though we are apart there is not a day
That Love has not bound us continually.
Even our thoughts they seem like one
Our hearts beating together too
From the rising to the setting sun
As I close my eyes I see you!
Cynthia Buhain Baello
August 16.2010
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He is in My Boat
Though raging waves of pain come crashing
Though howling winds of doubt and scorn
Plague and rock my boat of living
My sails of Hope lay tattered and torn
Faith my compass is secure
Rain and storms I will not loathe
He gives me the strength to endure
The Lord, my God is in my Boat.
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(Composed August 24,2008 -Tarlac City Philippines)
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Summer Breeze on My Face (Naani Form)
Summer breeze on my face
Touches like soft satin lace
Soothes like lingering melody
Brings back a memory.
Copyright Cynthia Buhain-Baello
Tarlac City
February 3,2012
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