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.
We want to know what
we don’t know, or hadn’t thought of,
or forgot.
What mattered then,
or what mattered when, shifts over time.
We notice.
Perception is what you don’t see.
Deception is what know.
You see it differently through your aloneness.
The truth behind a lie,
you question how and why.
It made sense.
Anticipation keeps us waiting
for only so long. Will it matter
if you felt it never did?
© 2021 j.g. lewis
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.
So little of the year remains. Still. So much to say, even more to be thankful for. Each day we are blessed, many times in ways we cannot even comprehend. Or express.
We are blessed many times over.
Winter solstice is upon us.
It is now, then, a time for thought. Time to remind ourselves what we have been through (survived) and what is ahead.
We should be thankful.
We need to be grateful for what we have. We need to be more understanding of ourselves, our intentions, and of those around us: both friends and strangers.
Give thought to your thoughts. Make them good, make them better, and make them kinder.
We all need kindness, particularly those who are not aware or have not shown kindness. Maybe they have not experienced kindness? They, perhaps more than all others, need to see and need to believe kindness can also be forgiveness.
Kindness may be the greatest wonder of our life.
Tomorrow we step forward from the darkest day of the year to a brighter future. Be optimistic. Be grateful. Show kindness.
12/20/2020
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.