Sometimes the hours in a day are just not good enough...
No matter how slow time may seem as your vision burns into the clock...
the saddening reality then sets in....
All that time we watch the clock tick away...
All those times we are anxious for minutes yet to come..
All that time then has been nothing but a sheer waste of what is to come.
But then one must ask ones self...
Why watch the clock tick for another time?
Why be anxious then for another hour yet to come?
Why do we dread the minutes?
Minutes are much more precious than the hour...
without the minutes the hour doesn't exist.
So why generalize the time in a day..
when the true details are left ignored.
The details....are the precious minutes that lead to the hour..
The hour is then the result of 60 individual minutes...
1,440 minutes in a day of 24 hours.....
1,440 details to fill each and every day..
There are many more minutes in a day than there are hours...
The minutes in a day are more than good enough...
so tell me, do you live by the hour?
Or do you live life through the details?
Poetry by Darrrsea
first posted in Livejournal, user arizonasfury in June 2004.
