Treasure Island

Cynthia BuhainBaello

(November 17,1949 / Manila, Philippines)

There Must Be


Each time I look at the colors
Of the wonderful creation around me
These enchanting array of flowers
Overwhelm, exceedingly!

Such brilliance emblazoned here
Amazing my eyes with wonder,
Displayed when the blooms appear
Touch like rainbow - everywhere!

Then this thought I have concluded:
There's a Maker of these, and truly
From a Source their beauty was granted
There's a Creator, there must be!

Submitted: Wednesday, November 20, 2013
Edited: Wednesday, November 20, 2013

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All rights reserved~~~~Cynthia Buhain-Baello~~~11.20.13

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