Poetry, Prose and Parable.

The Grace of Gratitude The inspiration for today’s post comes from The Art of Living, p.25. This article explores two very beautiful words and concepts which are close to my heart. Grace, a Biblical word which literally means unmerited favour; it is what God extends to each one of us; for whether we recognize it …

Poetry, Prose and Parable.

A Garden and a Library Almost 20 years ago my father passed from this life. It was the task of my siblings and I to empty the old farmhouse; our family home since 1938 and the home we had all come to straight from hospital and left the day we married. As anyone who has …

Poetry, Prose and Parable.

The Colour Purple. I have always loved trees and have planted many. Often I have not been able to stay in one place long enough to see them mature. When hubby and I bought our forever home, one of the things I hoped for was to have a beautiful mature tree in the yard. My …

Poetry, Prose and Parable.

A Poem for Trees Poetry by Estelle D.Ⓒ 2020. Mighty, mighty gum tree, Standing so majestically, For a hundred years or more, Could you but speak and tell, Of all the things you saw, Fire, flood and drought, The season’s endless turnabout. You’re a home for the birds, And the koala too, Shaded rest for …

Poetry, Prose and Parable.

The Mango Tree. As teenagers my brother and I went to the the 1973 Australian film The Mango Tree. As I recall it wasn’t a bad movie and it was set in locations familiar to us. It was with this same brother that I recently revisited the old farmhouse and took this photo of the …

Poetry, Prose and Parable.

Going Home It is said that Home is where the heart is and this is true but I think there are many kinds of home. There is the home of the present, the home of the heart, the home of the soul, the home of childhood and the home of the aged to name just …

Poetry, Prose and Parable.

We are multi dimensional creations; mind, body, emotion, intellect and spirit. Paul describes us a God’s temple. Do you not know that you are God’s temple and that God’s Spirit dwells in you? 1st Corinthians: 3:16. I wonder how precious and unique we would believe ourselves to be and how much abuse of mind, body, …

Poetry, Prose and Parable.

The Fairies at the Bottom of the Garden. Poetry by Estelle D. The Fairies at the Bottom of the Garden. The fairies at the bottom of the garden, Were playing hide and go seek, If you listen closely, you can hear them speak. Gliding by on gossamer wing, Beautiful fairy, sweetly sing. Flowing tresses, silken, …