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.
Category: A daily breath
We look for, or expect,
movement naturally happening
in this day-to-day existence.
We experience what we
permit ourselves to see.
Sometimes it is not much,
or we fail to believe the
incremental, gradual,
gentle wisps of progress.
It is all right there,
if you choose to look up.
03/15/2024 j.g.l.
A purposefully lost hour will eventually go unnoticed, blending into the procedural moments and transactional habits of the hours ahead.
Daylight will extend further each day, but will we take full advantage of the illumination when we still fear so much of the darkness that has surrounded us for months on end.
We only have to open our eyes to see what we are allowed. It will unfold right in front of you.
Open your mind.
We must.
Ahead of us, past the seasonal stint of numbing cold that greeted me this morning, there will be vibrant colours from tulips now resting in the dirt. Buds will form on all those trees and there is so much foliage to come.
We only have to remember last year, or the years before.
Spring is almost here, and then summer in it’s time. Longer days, enhanced sunlight and greater opportunities are waiting in lay.
How will you take advantage of all that is ahead?
Can you see past the darkness?
03/11/2024 j.g.l.
