
In tomorrow’s light,
things will look a lot
less frightening.
In tomorrow’s light,
maybe we can find
our way.
With tomorrow’s light
it might seem
a little easier.
In tomorrow’s light,
may we find comfort
throughout the day.
© 2020 j.g. lewis
Who can you blame?
Are the feelings unjust when a decision is a matter of knowing you must find fault or favour with the ill winds of change?
It is never enough to simply rearrange plans or predicaments. It is like making a prediction of all my flaws with my faith as fractured or fragile as it is, or has been.
Far easier to see what I haven’t been doing.
03/24/2023 j.g.l.
If we wait too long
for the stars to align, for
some kind of hope, or
some kind of sign,
if we let our lives hang on
still-bated breath, we will
forever wonder
what is still to come
or what we have left. If we
don’t own the moments,
or make them our own,
will we ever feel like
we’ve made our way home?
If we can’t be honest
with others, and especially
our selves,
can we ever explain why
or how
we once felt?
If we wait too long, it
may never arrive.
Stop waiting,
start doing,
start feeling alive.
© 2016 j.g. lewis
Months of neglect,
evidence of irresponsibility,
a conspicuous reminder of
careless inaction, or contempt
for our surroundings.
Temperatures rising, rain
washing away our salt and sins;
random dog shit, cigarette butts,
society’s single-use solutions,
evidence of our irresponsibility.
We don’t change,
but time does. In time.
These longer days, will we slowly
wake from our suspect slumber,
or try a little harder.
Enthusiasm is an option.
It is not spring,
but it’s close enough.
© 2019 j.g. lewis