Friday, November 20, 2015

a little book of prose-poetry ... 57



O ye WhimsiGal pals,
Come, make us proud;
Joyfully, His praises sing aloud.
Now, we ask, do look within
To see the light;
His ever-present care.
Believe, have faith,
The light is there.
'Tis He whose love
Is life itself:
'Tis God in All
Whose peace we share. 
— Garry D. Kilbourn

Thursday, November 19, 2015

a little book of prose-poetry ... 56


There we are
My rotund little friend;
It’s been so much fun
And, I’d say,
A job well done.
Look around, if you will
To yonder hill
To see other children
At play.
I see in your eyes
And can tell you’ve guessed,
Just like you, they’re pretend:
We all, you’ll agree,
Need a friend.
Thank you, God
For letting us see
That nature,
In its own special way;
She too has children at play.
— Garry D. Kilbourn

Monday, November 16, 2015

a little book of prose-poetry ... 55


All of nature, I know
Pays heed to my soul;
Whence I come
And whither I go.
’Tis God in all nature
Whose awakened my soul,
To reveal my true calling
Where’er I go.
He’s given me purpose,
His spiritual self.
I give thanks
For His blessings
That all may share:
I give thanks for being
In His loving care.

— Garry D. Kilbourn

Saturday, November 14, 2015

a little book of prose-poetry ... 54



Give me the sunshine
And fresh mountain air
Midst nature’s garden
Free of all care.
Now, with my rugged,
Reliable bike
I venture afield
Wherever I like.
I’m never alone
I’m happy to say:
God’s my companion:
He shows me the Way.
— Garry D. Kilbourn

Sunday, November 8, 2015

a little book of prose-poetry ... 53



Take hold of the Hand
That awaits in the light; 
Awaken in spirit
From out of the night
To transcendence of Being
In God’s Loving Care:
He’s ever within;
Know that He’s there.
— Garry D. Kilbourn