How do we choose to travel?
What is reliable in the rain?
What is our ultimate destination,
for this time, this journey, or
this day?
We move at the speed of life.
Depending on traffic, others
may chose to follow your path,
but not your direction.
© 2021 j.g. lewis
A little cold, little wet,
a little tired and yet
I am here. Still,
full of wonder.
The morning chill leaves
little to the imagination
and much less
to hope for.
Expected, perhaps, as it
always is, this time, this
season is only what
we ask of it.
11/21/2024 j.g.l.
The answers are far less certain
than even last week, to all those
perennial questions or solutions
you might seek.
What do you believe, or
what do you believe in?
Come Monday, you have fewer
questions than you had last week.
For a while there are less doubts
in what you believe.
Whom do you believe in,
and who believes in you?
11/18/2024 j.g.l.
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.
Today, again, it is
worth a try. We all have that
something we want to do, or
quit doing. Emotions,
addictions, habits or
convictions, some of them
simply are not healthy.
We know it, but still
we keep doing it.
We’ve tried before to give up,
but we give in.
So today
we will try again
to put something down,
or pick something up.
It is by trial and error,
but still we must
deal with or try, and continue
asking the questions why.
It takes power; willpower
and more. We know.
We have tried before, and have
tried again. Over and over.
At times the words
of someone else
may strengthen your resolve,
but you know
you must
do it on your own.
So today we will try again,
and tomorrow as well.
Only you can know, only
you can tell.
09/11/2017 j.g.l.
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.