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.
You don’t have to live with the choices you make.
As humans, we all have the option to change our mind; it is our right, our privilege and responsibility.
Where we live, what we eat, what we drink, what we drive (or whether we don’t drive), what we wear (the colour, the purpose, the price) are all choices.
How we engage, or relate, to other people is also a choice. Whether we seek, or discontinue, friendship is a choice we make. . . unless it is made by someone else. That would be their choice.
Relationships are choices, even the one you continue with yourself.
How do you engage with life as it happens? Are you an observer or a participant?
Do you place honesty or integrity as a fundamental value, or are you more wishy-washy in your intent?
Are you active, or passive? How do you know?
We all have choices. We all change (for better or worse) or are changed. It is all about choice.
You don’t have to live with the choices you make, unless you want to.
You decide, it is a lot more meaningful than having choices made for you.
© 2019 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.