The Simple Things

The clutter of life- it’s noise and feuds;

“Essential activity”, our soul concludes.


To read, to laugh, to stop and see;

Observe the bird in yonder tree.

A story told in natural springs;

The life that’s awed by simple things.


How much is missed through vain pursuits-

Of wealth and fame – poor substitutes.


To wander through the evergreens,

Mountain tops and deep ravines.

The heart unfettered freely sings;

The life that’s marked by simple things.


Hollow-eyed and gaunt you’ll be-

For missing life’s simplicity.


To perch upon a bale of hay,

And watch the dawning of the day.

To strum and pluck the banjo strings-

The life that’s filled with simple things.


In spite of Adam’s ruined race

Behold! The world of common grace!


To plant a seed expectantly;

To eat it fruits indulgently.

The sunset and the eagle’s wings-

The life that sees God’s simple things.


~ By Daniel Kriss

28th August, 2019

The Wonder of it All

The lily, rose, and daffodil;

The pigment greens of chlorophyll.

Honey bees in search of pollen;

Weeping willow, visage fallen.


The radiant beams of golden sun;

A spider’s silky web is spun.

The warbling call of birds at dawn;

The graceful deer protects her fawn.


The raging, tumbling cataract;

A treasured, ancient artefact.

The dense, grey nimbus clouds arise;

Thunder’s voice without disguise.


The rugged mountains veiled in mist;

A lark – world’s finest vocalist.

The whistling wind amidst the trees;

The ranging colours of the seas.


The parsley, thyme, and tarragon;

The non-metallic silicon.

The meadows opulent and lush;

The sunset hues from God’s paintbrush.


The slow approach of garden snail;

The vastness of the humpback whale,

Wonder grips each tribe and nation;

God’s pow’r displayed in all creation.


~ By Daniel Kriss, May 26, 2018