Days, weeks, then months
and years drift by.
Not always noticeable, or even
memorable, the time behind us
simply accumulates. All in all,
the sum of its parts leads to
a life well-lived, if you take
a moment to notice.
09/10/2024 j.g.l.
Mondays are just young Fridays
It’s not about height
or breadth, or depth.
It is all about perspective.
What limits you?
How far can you see?
To what end do you
appreciate what is in front of you?
Looking back is hindsight
and you have already been there.
Change your point of view.
Look up.
Don’t overlook opportunities.
What are your limits?
09/09/2024 j.g.l.
within
Secrets are rarely as heavy as
the weight we assign to them.
The gravity of circumspect
plays out, time and again. It is
what we carry as we decide
what crosses, or is held within,
our moral divide.
Sit with it for a while, moved
only when memory comes into
play; last night, or the other, or
any other day.
09/05/2024 j.g.l.
I'm like a pencil;
sometimes sharp,
most days
well-rounded,
other times
dull or
occasionally
broken.
Still I write.
j.g. lewis
is a writer/photographer in Toronto.
Mondays are just young Fridays
Posted on June 22, 2015 by j.g.lewis
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Longer days, shorter nights,
less time to reflect.
Summer Solstice.
It’s happening.
Mistress Moon is weak, hardly
a whisper.
I no longer
hear her voice, or
less and less
she occupies
my mind.
Somehow it just happens.
My choice.
Less focus on her,
more focus on dreams and desires.
They can happen,
they will happen,
without distraction.
Dedication, application, rejuvenation,
mentally,
spiritually,
physically;
that’s how it will happen.
You’ve come
too far,
given up
too much, to not
make it happen.
If you want
it to happen.
Yes, your past may pester you,
but it will not drag you down.
Remember
what made you feel good about yourself?
You can
feel better
be better
if you want.
It can happen
if it’s meant to happen,
on your own terms.
Make it happen.
j.g.l.
