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.
Familiar Road
Posted on August 21, 2021 by j.g.lewis
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Brightening sky, the questioning why,
each day. World not awake, not yet,
and neither are you. Off to work, or
off to where? The road ahead,
you only stare.
This is not living, but coping. Existing,
at this hour. We do
what we must, as we can, in the space
stretching between silence and
satisfaction. Biding time,
tempted by what we know
and what we need. Questioning why.
Another try, day for day,
find your way. Another wait.
Familiar road. Days the same, no one
to blame, but your self. If you choose,
if you see,
if you try, if you feel.
The bills arrive, of that we know.
Is this the only way to go? Live,
as you can, and must, amid the truth,
without the trust. Questioning sky,
common day, recognizable road,
is there another way?
It is as much about how you navigate
your way through daylight,
as it is through the darkness.
Take the time, know what is right,
sustain yourself through the light.
© 2016 j.g. lewis
