The night asks
what has become
of your time and voice,
now barely a whisper
amidst this atmosphere of
deceit and quiet desperation.
Where are you
with your personal evolution?
Have you observed
incremental changes as you
liquidate memory
and emotion?
The night demands
greater attention to
the present and past
predicaments.
Do you stay awake
to even attempt an
answer to this confusion?
                                                           j.g.l.

Remember
looking in the mirror
and seeing someone
behind you?
They are still there
to support you, to
remind you, honor
and love you.
Sometimes there is
a good reason for
looking back.
j.g.l.