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: open space
Darkness is not always
the same, all the time.
Even now at 3:03 a.m., nothing
looks as it did last hour, last
week, or last year at
this time.
It is now a different shade
than you thought, even
hoped, it would be.
It’s not your fault; the blame
belongs somewhere else, to
someone else, but
the shame is all yours.
Let it go.
Let it flow into the darkness.
It won’t be the same
next time.
j.g.l.
Posted on July 18, 2019 by j.g.lewisLeave a comment
Beyond insomnia, no
longer imagination, and
still questions.
The Moon’s mystery
need not keep you awake,
not when there are so
many earthly concerns
to occupy your mind
at 1:18 a.m.
Full Moon illuminates
our world, even through
clouds, even days later,
a sacred glow that sheds
no light on the difficulties
or dilemmas we face
time and again.
Often there are no answers.
The mysteries of the Moon
need not keep you awake,
but they will keep you alive.
j.g.l.
Posted on July 4, 2019 by j.g.lewisLeave a comment
You have to question
yourself, if you always
demand answers from
others.
Resolution never flows
as swiftly, smoothly, or
(sometimes) as truthfully
in the light of day, but
at 2:48 a.m., the certainty
becomes obvious.
Think about it. Are you
telling yourself all you
need to know, or simply
repeating what you want
to hear?
j.g.l.
