

© 2022 j.g. lewis

Your whisper fair warns us, yet still
we are surprised. The calendar’s last page,
and we are left feeling more. Always.
Winter: a beginning comes near the end,
while the end craves new beginnings.
The longest season, physically, or
spiritually. Consistency, year over year,
over year, from one into the next.
Cold, as it is darker. Light is appreciated,
and necessary. We grow up knowing,
the facts of this season. Always,
our lives marked by winter.
Time, and years, have become forgotten,
but we are reminded. The soil
and silence, frozen. Our insular existence,
non-secular pain, wind-chafed emotions,
a reminder again. We desire
a warm touch; December, January or
otherwise. Hope, as with autumn’s last leaf,
dangling in a greater stillness.
A confessional. Always. Dormancy
until early spring, what we allow or when
we embrace. Silence. Darkness.
We need not be surprised.
Impulse knows. We have been here before.
© 2017 j.g. lewis

Was yesterday
all it needed to be?
Will today be enough?
You don’t have to decide
right now, you always
have time. What
is coming your way?
Is there ever enough time?
Maybe you are not
a morning person, but
that shouldn’t stop you
from appreciating sunrise.
You’ll decide if it is enough,
in your own time.
© 2016 j.g. lewis

A sidewalk only takes you
where you want to go. There is
no preordained direction, it
goes both ways and is available
to anyone and their dog. Watch
where you step, be conscious of
puddles, and the stepping on the
crack thing is wholly subjective.
It’s totally up to you, which path
you follow, or even if you want to
walk on the grass. Exercise your
rights, but, by all means, exercise.
Move at your own speed, and
please share the space; we are all
going somewhere and the journey
is far more enjoyable if everyone
is respectful of everyone else.
© 2018 j.g. lewis

We all seem to be rushing
somewhere. The time goes
so fast, and there never seems
to be enough of it.
It comes with the season
and the obligations and
commitments we, many times,
bring upon ourselves.
In the midst of the madness,
find a moment or two for
stillness. Take a bit of time
to slow down.
Do what you are doing with
more attention and greater
intention.
Clarity is accomplished at a
reduced speed, with less
pressure, and more pleasure.
© 2017 j.g. lewis