Moments when you ponder,
allow the psyche to wander,
another thought
will cross the time.
A question or fear,
however sublime, may
takes its place
among your earthly concerns.
Scant stanza of a poem you
might have heard in the confusion
of another day, sound enough
to consider anyway.
Decisions are formed with
subconscious intent.
What it means may not be
what was meant.
08/06/2024 j.g.l.
There are flaws in your façade, the image and appearance you have spent a lifetime creating: your perfect offering (as invigoratingly imperfect as it may be).
What is holding back the light? What is stopping you from experiencing life the way you want it?
Cracks are not superficial, many times they run deep. What you see as blemishes and faults, mistakes even, prohibit you from reaching the potential you feel you have (and it varies day-to-day).
How open are you to the change that may be necessary? What you do is fully up to you; personal choice has its own voice.
Allow that light in, let it spread.
You might feel an enduring difference. If nothing else, you will feel even the slightest shift in your being.
08/04/2024 j.g.l.
Athletic aesthetic meets trustworthy
tradition in a truly elegant blend of
form and function.
Poetry in motion, even stationary,
any bicycle is a thing of wonder.
Historically, so little has changed.
The power of the person, two wheels
with a chain, time and again.
Compelling simplicity. Ageless grace.
More than transportation; more than
a method of getting from there to here.
Miles of smiles, the ride of your life
found on a bike.
2019 j.g. lewis
It is not knowledge or memory, from what I remember.
Because I have more to learn and less to forget, I cannot consider myself wise or even clever.
How dare I flatter myself.
I simply cannot know as much as the next person, certainly when it comes to personal perspective.
My imperfect insight wanes when it is most required. This diminished capacity of even my most brilliant thoughts cannot even serve as a reminder; how forgetful of me.
How can I say I own a lifetime of experience while I am still living and have so much more to endure.
I believe, and I say this with as much reservation as anticipation, there is so much more to my presence than even I can imagine.
It is as humbling as it is haunting, because who really knows what another day may bring.
One never learns things that were as important as yesterday.
08/02/2024 j.g.l.
Listen.
You are the only one
who hears the inner voice.
Sometimes it is a whisper,
occasionally a scream, at times
you struggle with all that it means.
What is it telling you?
07/28/2024 j.g.l.