Is Beauty Gone With The Wind?

True beauty is rare indeed

More rare than anything

Anything you can see

Anything you can feel

Anything you can touch


True beauty never fades

It is inexhaustible

It never grows old

It springs up and fills the senses


It can’t be pinned down

It’s a free spirit

Many seek after it

Often only finding its servants


It is all around us yet still strangely illusive

Many waste their share

Not realising what it is they had

No amount of money can equal it’s price

Yet many seek to buy it and end up with a fraud


It is plain for all to see

Often attributed mistaken identities

It is only really known when valued

Ironically, it is often valued too late


It’s infectious, it’s voracious

It captures the willing heart

And hides within its smouldering embers

It never dies, it simply evolves

Changing, Erupting but never ceasing


Freely flowing but never gone

Never ever gone

Not gone with the wind

LIFE my friend, is truly beautiful


There’s Love In the Air

This is a song I wrote 10 years ago. I just rediscovered it among some other ones in an old envelope of scrap papers I was going to throw away. Lesson: Don’t throw scrap papers away if you are a scribbler like me.


There’s love in the air

I feel it in the sunshine

It makes my skin tingle

I feel it in the morning breeze

There’s love all around me


I see it in a baby’s smile

It feels my my heart with hope

The innocent faces of the young

Are filled with love untainted


It’s there in all of us

The urge to care for another

But the experiences of our lives

Hardens the softness inside



Come with me on this Journey

Lets put aside our differences

Lets discover love again

It is in the aiar around us

We can find it if we try


A world free from wars

Food for the hungry

Shelter for the lost

Hope for the Future

Where we stand together as one


Forgiveness for the past

Respect for one another

Acceptance of our differences

Hope for the future

Where we stand together as one


Demystified – Poem by Selasie Bulmuo

In she saunters

Majestic to look at

Her beautiful smile

A host to many secrets

Her poise is real

Unfeigned, not exaggerated

She is a lady

The best you’ve ever seen

Look in her eyes

And you still can’t fathom

There’s something there

You just can’t explain

If beauty radiated from within

She will be the perfect example

Of a pure angelic theme

She is not a child

She’s definitely a woman

That was years ago

Now she walks into a room

And she’s just one of them

Her weary eyes

Tell a long story

They bare her soul

Which has been bruised

She’s lost her poise

No longer radiant

If beauty can be tarnished

She will be the perfect example

Why this great change?

Where did all the mystery go?

Once she gave herself away

She never found it again

Her life is harried, no time to care

Stress and pressure, have taken their toll

Her carefree spirit is no longer free

She took on too much too soon

You can see the weights upon her shoulders

Her mystery is now long gone

Her identity locked up in the issues of life

The rain fell big, she didn’t escape

Why go to all that effort, when it feels too late

Worn out, fed up, that’s how she feels

No need to guard what is now no more

Demystified, that’s what she thinks

So why bother

To look any other way.

But deep within she has a thought

A spark, a memory revives her zeal

The queen in her has long been dormant

What the years have taken

She can retrieve

The best of wines

Are kept in waiting

Once she was just a girl

Pretending to be a woman

Now with these lemons life has handed her

She can make her very own special brew

Demystified? Oh no she isn’t

Where there was once pride

Now there’s pure virtue

Where there was once vanity

Now there’s great wisdom

What seemed like mystery

Was simply uncertainty

It takes the trained eye to see the difference

This one is strong, she won’t be banked

She’s found her way back from a cold lost world

She comes ready and prepared

Her weapons are unseen and hidden away

Don’t you dare think she doesn’t mean business

Be careful not to sell her short

For through the changing scenes of life

She has truly evolved into  WOMAN