POEMS

Grace

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I feel surrounded
By a force greater than I
Sometimes it whispers in my ear
And tells me fantastic things I Am
It takes away my deepest fear
And floods my being with passion true
It unites me with my better me

I once asked; ‘who are you, really?’

It said ‘I am Grace, I am Spirit’
Sent to All who try so hard
To reach beyond their present selves
To fulfil the universe’s Aim

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I Am Connection to the Divine
I am enablement beyond your reach
I extend your grasp towards the skies
So what seems impossible to some
Is freely available to you
In Spirit, in Inspiration

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I Grace you with that which I am
I am everything you deeply need
Nothing is impossible
For those who believe
To those who reach out and yearn
To them I am, that, I Am

I am Grace beyond your failures
I am inspiration that inspires
I am energy all around you
To bring you to the good you seek
I am thought, word, idea, desire
I am passion, decision, fortitude
I am wisdom beyond your years

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I am not hidden, but only seekers find
If you believe I am there, I am
I will sing your inner song to you
I distribute the universe’s gift
I am Grace, unmerited favour
To all who seek, I say I am

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ENOUGH SAID!!! - Articles by Selasie Bulmuo

True Love Gives and gives and gives and gives and………….

What is love

If not given

What is a gift

If not received

The heart that gives

Has its own needs

But while it gives

It is filled to the full

To be all poured out

Into another’s emptiness

Is the way to receive

From an infinite source

Treasures more real

Than can be touched

Healing to one’s soul

Joy to the heart

And peace of mind too

A higher living

Beyond one’s own needs

For sustenance and Love

Becoming a wellspring

Of providencial aid

True love does not

Seal off its vault

For fear of loss

Of the little it has

True love lets in

Pure heavenly light

It’s own emptiness filling up

With a new zest for life itself

And that is the way

To live fulfilled

Fearlessly truimphant

Over what tomorrow holds.

POEMS

Zoned Out (Stuck In Reverse)

Am I really here

Or am I not?

Totally zoned out

Is how I feel

How else can I

Describe this vacuum

This emptiness within my mind

It’s heavier than a ton of bricks

I am stuck in reverse under the load

No on moving traffic

Ideas and thoughts

Have been hijacked

By yesterday’s disappointments

And tomorrow’s anxieties

The present time is ticking by

Much as I try, my mind is blocked

Can’t think up visions

Of a better tomorrow

Can’t stop remembering yesterday

It’s ups and downs, It’s joys and pain

Seared on my mind

Therefore today is now disabled

It never stood a chance against

The onslaught of my jumbled thoughts

Zoned out, dismissed. Out of my own mind

Today could find no true expression

As moments slide by, one by one

Unused misused

By the surrounding chaos

Which won’t die out

Loosing today

Absent in the present

Lost in yesterday

Zoned out. Unplugged

Disconnected. Closed In

Clueless deception

Betrayal of Me

Oblivious unaware – ness

Today’s pain relief

It causes no pain

If I remain zoned out

I care not for today

Yesterday’s still too raw

Stuck in slow motion

Between two worlds

Today’s world that never was

And tomorrow”s world already lost

My life, my thoughts, Stuck in reverse

ABOUT

This Blog is…..

It is where I share my thoughts, not all of them, just some choicest ones packaged in shiny boxes and tied up with strings and bows just for you.

This is where I reflect on life and living and share my musings immaculately gleaned with you.

I pass life through my unique personal lenses and it comes out in a poem, a rhyme, a quote, a verse, a picture, a story, jumbled up sentences all uniquely designed by me.

In sharing these I share myself.

I hope you enjoy this grand table laid for you and please leave a thought, a note, a thank you, something of yourself, so the table is never empty and you stay connected.

That is the way it was meant to be.

I also blog at:

www.neitherdoicondemnyou.wordpress.com – Christian writings, stories and discussions

www.socialjackpotbuddy.wordpress.com – Social issues, discussions about social policy and occurences in the society and in the media.

So who am I ?  (ABOUT Selasie Bulmuo)

Someone recently asked me three lovely questions.  These are the answers straight from my heart.  They tell a bit about me . So here goes……..

  1. What does identity mean to you?

Identity to me means understanding all the facets of my life and how they fit into the big picture so that I am able to accept who I truly am (both my past and present) and to use this as a stepping stone and something to work with on my journey to becoming all I am destined to be ( which because of my faith is totally linked to God‘s revelation to me of myself and of my future).

My identity is found and expressed in;

  • Who I know I am (Not just according to me but also according to the word of God)
  • The things I do – My life’s purpose, the reason  I think I exist
  • The things I refuse to do – My boundaries and principles and Values
  • My commitment to what and who I am becoming.

(Notice, I didn’t include what I have, because that can be taken away and I still have to be me).

2.    Why you do you write?

I found out at an early age that I loved solitude and my own company. When I am alone and undisturbed, inspired thoughts come to me, which often clarify something I have experienced or observed in my own life or in the lives of others. These often help me answer the ‘W’ questions – Why? What? Who? When? Where?  When I was a child I did not know how to use this gift properly and will write long letters to my parents, friends and others expressing my disgust at something which they had done or said which I felt was wrong.

It was only later that I realised that my writing was a gift from God to be used specifically to question life and to provide answers or routes out of dysfunction. Many find ‘life’ difficult and confusing. Many write to educate others on different topics. Unlike them I do not consider myself an expert. I write first and foremost to give myself a chance to make sense of life. I write so that I can take a walk of reflection with someone else, so they know they are not alone in the way they feel, so my words can give expression to what they feel but cannot fully express or make sense of as yet. In coming to an understanding of the ‘whys’ they can perhaps begin to live life on an even keel with some strength and fortitude, finding and paving a way through the darkness that sometimes surrounds us all. I like to think that I am a voice in the gap between where we are now and where we would like to be.

I think I will have mental overload if I stoped writing. My brain and thinking processes will get blocked. Writing is almost an offloading process for me.

Writing comes easily to me. It is a great blessing.

3.   What does it mean to be a woman?

Well, since I could very easily write volumes on this, to help me be brief, I will answer it in a poem.

Being Woman is versatility

Changing change itself

Being Woman is richness held in store

A bank that never runs out

Being Woman is beauty covering strength

Making the undo-able do-able

With grace and fortitude

Being woman is unveiling true greatness

Through sheer tenacity of spirit and grit

Without showing signs of breaking a sweat

Being woman is gentleness that remains true

And is not disfigured by pressure

Being woman is wisdom expressed

In more ways than the obvious

Being woman is elegance

Revealed through humility

Being woman is virtue

Having the ability to rise to every challenge

Being woman is Influence

Often without saying a word

A Woman is:

Softness, enfolding pain and healing it

Hardness, bringing change even without provision

Endurance, the expression of staying power

The kind only God can give

Woman is me

Whatever I need to be

To meet the needs in my world

Woman is embracing my uniqueness

As a treasure and a gift

That cannot be undone

The future awaits me

It is all mine

I am WOMAN !!!