Sunday, October 30, 2016

a little book of prose-poetry ... 88


As I look upon you
My heart grows still
With overwhelming love;
A love, I sense, we share.
Am I, dear God,
To see Your wondrous love,
Your abiding care
For this, Your child,
That I may know
Such Love for one another?
— Garry D. Kilbourn

Sunday, October 23, 2016

a little book of prose-poetry ... 87


I’m on a happiness stroll,
Heart filled with gladness
And light in my soul:
I’m free, just being me,
Immersed in God’s grace;
The heavens ablaze
In the noonday sun.
What I’m sensing
And what I’m seeing
Is the face of God
In Nature’s Being.
— Garry D. Kilbourn


Sunday, October 9, 2016

a little book of prose-poetry ... 86



Every year
In early fall
WhimsiLanders,
One and all,
Come together
In festive wear
‘Neath Tower Clock
In market square.
Sheaves are gathered,
Nature’s bounty bestowed;
In loving reverence,
We give thanks
For God’s care.
— Garry D. Kilbourn

Monday, October 3, 2016

a little book of prose-poetry ... 85


Fond memories
In me awaken
As I look upon you now:
Aging whitewash walls
'Neath sheltering thatch;
A humble, yet noble
Earthly creation
At one with all of nature.
More than a simple cottage
On a quiet country lane;
’Tis a magical place, where
Mind and body become lost
In spiritual enlightenment.
— Garry D. Kilbourn