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.
It’s the darkness.
Some days it is the lessened daylight, other times it is the deeper thoughts. We all have moments where life seems more difficult and it feels like we have fewer methods of coping.
The darkness is not only what you see, but how you feel.
It’s important to recognize when those close to you are having problems, and even more crucial to realize this in yourself. Most times a solution is not readily available, but it never hurts to talk it through.
Sometimes all you need to do is listen; people just need to know they are being heard.
Have that conversation.
The problem may still exist when you are done talking, but you will have shone some light onto the issue. That alone can help break through the darkness and allow a crack for the light to slip on through.
Are you talking, or listening?
© 2018 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.