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.
If it be kindness you are seeking, be kind.
If it is gratitude you appreciate; be kind.
Should ever you desire greater happiness, be kind.
If upset by current events, or frustrated by
the dissuasive attitudes or alchemy pervasive
in this world, give another thought and
be kind.
Time allows a gentle word.
Your actions or answers will be appreciated
by beneficiaries of kindness, whether strangers
or those closest to your heart. A worthy reason
to be kind.
You too will benefit
if you want more kindness. Be kind.
If attempts to soothe your soul are not working;
be kind. If you feel this requires more patience,
be kind to yourself.
If having difficulty dealing with the cruelties,
inequities, or ignorance found in everyday life,
kindness will provide a salve.
Benevolence absorbs discomfort.
You kindness may not immediately settle issues
at hand or even calm evil disputes which continue
to wreak havoc on our collective psyche.
Your attempts may never accomplish
the sense of well-being you seek. However,
no kindness is wasted.
No smile goes unnoticed.
Be kind
Much like a crescent wrench, poetry or
psychotropic medications, kindness has purpose.
Solutions are realized, minds comforted and
life’s balance is repaired.
Do we need further reasons?
We encounter many an ignorant being, a wise man
even less, yet we often recall a moment of kindness
by either word or by duty. Remember.
Be kind.
© 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.