The truth is not obvious.
It gets confusing.
We walk the line between
knowing and not.
Often what you see
is not always the truth.
Our reality is blurred
between that which we
want to believe and that
which we know.
What is your truth?
© 2018 j.g. lewis
I seem to forget how quickly
everything, in this age of instant,
becomes the past.
Random thoughts, photographs,
journal entries, grocery lists, facts,
fashion and faith captured in the
moment will soon only represent
history.
What it is becomes what it was.
Our memory banks are brimming,
perhaps more eventful than the
current account of our lives.
The past affects the present, now
becomes when, even if we try to
do it all again.
We can’t relive the past; it has passed.
How do we deal with change when it
happens again and again? You can’t
prepare when you don’t know what is
there. You can only go with the flow.
© 2020 j.g. lewis
Humidity. Uncertainty,
darkness threatens rain.
Summer nights and memories,
won’t happen like that again.
It felt close.
I was younger.
Still, I remember.
© 2021 j.g. lewis
Unity, or
diversity,
does not mean
conformity.
Each of us owns
hopes
and dreams;
they belong to us
individually, just as
we all belong
to this country.
Our views are
different,
but this country
is the
common bond.
Celebrate
where we are
and
who we are.
Accept
the differences
in yourself
and others.
We all share
the same sky.
Happy Canada Day.
j.g.l.
June ends today.
July will unfold with its timely splendor, but August is waiting in the shadows.
The days have already grown shorter, slightly, each day with less and less sunlight.
Daylight only lasts so long.
And that’s how it happens; summer can easily slip away.
Make the most of it, as you can, when you can.
Make a picnic out of each meal possible. Select local vegetables and fruit as it comes into season.
Savour each bite of a watermelon, for the sweet succulent fruit will only quench parched throats for so long.
Ride your bicycle a little slower; take in the sights, and the sounds, of summer. Should you pass swiftly by all that surrounds you, you will only come to a stop and realize autumn is whispering in your ear.
Enjoy your summer days. This time is short. Make the memories as you can, when you can.
© 2019 j.g. lewis