Be the brightness

you need to feel.

Be the light

you need to see.

Shine on.

12/08/2024                                                                                                                              j.g.l.

Time has a trajectory; 

I don’t believe it ever forgets, 

only that you get lost in the 

dubious twists and turns that 

have been navigated.

Silence often means that there

are too many words, and one 

cannot figure out exactly what 

to say to a person who once 

meant everything.

The soul still believes and often 

wishes things could be different.

Yet, you are more confident in

the path you have chosen and

where you are now.

12/05/2024                                                                                                              j.g.l.

I have heard it before;

shouting on the street.

Total darkness. 

           It could be

           3:46 a.m.

     in any other city.

The violence of silence

                 is not unique

   to downtown Toronto.

When I hear bottles smash

           in the night

   I try not to think of

             human bones. 

   Fragility, and

     all of the pressure 

     we are under.

     For what?

To live?    I don’t know.

     To try?

We are all trying

                 to live.

   To breathe.    To sleep

3:54 a.m.

12/03/2024                                                                                                                         j.g.l.