Time is sweetSavor each drop as if your last
Sugar sweet grain
Wednesday, September 15, 2010
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"Time is a brisk wind, for each hour it brings something new... but who can understand and measure its sharp breath, its mystery and its design?" ~Paracelsus
ReplyDeleteI agree!
ReplyDeletetimeless flies search for fries
Very good advice! :-)
ReplyDeletesavor each drop as if no more drops are left .. well said
ReplyDeleteI love simplicity. This is beautiful!
ReplyDeleteSugar sweet grain ... what a sweet concept!
ReplyDeleteThe sweetest of haikus!
ReplyDeleteLoved the way you took those sand grains for sugar sweet grains... and any of them could be the last... So savour it to the best...Fantastic Mag Kathew
ReplyDeleteShort and sweet. Savoring each tiny bit.
ReplyDeleteWould that we all could live each moment fully but we always think there will be a tomorrow.
ReplyDeleteEnjoy the here and now. I'll drink to that!
ReplyDeleteI wish you sugar in each hour of the glass. Some have sand. And I'm with Martin H!
ReplyDeleteAh, yes, the wonderful grain of time! Very nice!
ReplyDeleteWell said. Time, we always think we have so much of it left, but...
ReplyDeleteDear Kathew: I am transformed by your haiku magic! The logic in your words and sublime and wise. I'm going try to do another Haiku too! Love this!
ReplyDeletemmm pour some sugar on me! (lol) Nice Magpie! This is such fun!
ReplyDeleteyes..enjoy each grain....bkm
ReplyDeleteWhat life would really be if all thought in terms of last days, but so easily we forget the important things in life.
ReplyDeleteThank you for visitting my blog. I think Jack left enough of his gremlins unsaid... there might be another installment forthcoming, I'll see what I can do.
Kathew,
ReplyDeleteYou put your finger
on the pulse; tempus fugit.
examine each grain.
rel
I'm really cheered by this..a good way to live!!
ReplyDeleteA timely reminder.
ReplyDeleteLovely haiku...so true.
ReplyDeleteExcellent advice! If only I had time to spare to do so, lol! =)
ReplyDelete-Weasel
I always imagined salt or sand in the glass. Sugar keeps turning up here and there. I like that much better.
ReplyDeleteand once it is gone you will never get it back...sweet magpie!
ReplyDeleteWe forget how precious time is. Seeing the sand as sugar, and the sugar as sweet time, is an interesting touch.
ReplyDeleteI would appreciate a follow-up explaining exactly HOW I can do that?
ReplyDeleteI know. Too stubborn for too long leaves no hope for the old codgers of the world.
I think I'm down to two grains of sand left.
I love the last line...
ReplyDeletesweet indeed!
Fair warning to us all to remember how fast time slips away. Truer words never spoken.
ReplyDeleteSo so true to bad we so often forget.
ReplyDeleteVery nice!
ReplyDeleteThats what we normally foret to do.
ReplyDelete~Harsha
"How sweet it is" to quote the late Jackie Gleason. Well done.
ReplyDeleteSimple. Short. Sweet.
ReplyDeleteTime is sweet! You're right! Thanks for the new metaphor to ponder...
ReplyDeleteGreat job gal. I agree. Thanks for stopping by. Blessings
ReplyDeleteQMM