Final Question Poem by Cynthia Buhain-baello
Final Question
Wealth may entice
With masked satisfaction
A moment's joy for the eyes
But there's always a price
It is brusque delusion
As all earthly things will pass.
Beyond what we are
And above the material
Soars the being created for more
Our spirit is infinite, it is eternal
We go where we were meant for.
Copyright ~~~~Cynthia Buhain-Baello~~~06.09.13
we are going and our going is eternal, thanks. I invite you to read my poems and comment.
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4/28/2024 8:42:29 PM # 1.0.0.1119
Yes, all things are temporary. We must care more for one another.