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.
Month: December 2022
Each day, going forward, those remnants of darkness will give way to the light that stretches and grows and illuminates more of the generous life before us.
As we approach the New Year, every day a little more light, we find scattered fractions of time and thought. Darkness allows us time to reflect with increased hours to dream and discover our ways and our weaknesses.
Each day we step forward.
Take a few moments, here and there, to consider where you are more than where you want to be.
12/22/2022 j.g.l.
Posted on December 21, 2022 by j.g.lewisLeave a comment
We only know what we know,
but know there is change.
Indeed we know the darkness,
and will wait here
for the light;
a little more each day.
We do not always know
what will come or when
it will arrive and
distinguish between light and heat.
It will only become colder
before we reach the brightness
and warmth of spring.
Day by day, a little more.
We settle in for winter,
so much remains.
We must remain content
knowing what will come.
© 2022 j.g. lewis
What will you do with these final days, of this final month, ahead of a fresh set of days, weeks and months of a new year?
Minute by minute the hours tick away; the nature of time becoming more obvious daily as we watch 2022 drift into the annals of our many yesterdays.
There is today.
What have you not done, or said, in the past that needs to be completed, or acknowledged, or started, or taken care of?
Can you live another day knowing what you have not done?
Can it be done in the time that remains, or will it have to wait until next year?
We seem to run out of time before we run out of excuses.
12/20/2022 j.g.l.
