We are our own grief, we
fear our own fears, and we
are the reason to rise above
all that haunts us, tempts us,
or hurts us.
Nothing is inevitable.
Anyone has a reason, excuse,
or meaningful interpretation
of their own perceptions or
probabilities.
Not everyone cares.
What does it matter? You are
accountable only to yourself.
© 2019 j.g. lewis
The things we do.
Daily, hourly, habitually;
without thought, but not
without knowledge.
We might not even notice
we are doing them.
It is more than routine.
It is more than breathing.
Necessary tasks; required.
Each of us has something
to do. We think. We try.
We do what we must.
Every day, even today.
j.g.l.
Early.
Calm. Peaceful for
a moment or three.
As much light now
as there is noise, for
such a small portion
of the day.
Any day.
We must rely on the
inner peace which
manifests itself.
Today.
Feel what you can.
See all it could be.
A moment is
not enough.
j.g.l.
Friendships reach beyond the path where relationships tread.
The steps, tentative at first, sink deeper into the marrow of our being.
Over time you sense a friend; all our senses are engaged.
Seldom do you experience a bond of this depth. True friendship is reciprocally nurtured. It is more than a feeling.
j.g.l.
Today we will learn how little we know and come to accept it needn’t be so. If we ask for the answers we will find a certain strength. There is depth to our curiosity reflected both in its breadth and length. Thought requires time; thinking generally does. Answers take as much time as we devote to any issue. There is comfort in knowing solutions to the questions that keep us awake.
j.g.l.