And smell
Yesterday is long gone
Right now
Right here
There are no worries
And swollen myths
There are no
Mothballs
Holding on to
Those torn pages
Here we are
To stay
Like fresh
Green pine needles
Outshining today’s
Raindrops.
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There are weeks when I write a lot. There are weeks when I don’t. It’s amusing because every single week brings 7 days or 168 hours or 10080 minutes. Exactly how it is supposed to be. Not less, not more. But our response to time is weird, how we spend each minute or each second depends on nothing but us. Brighter story is, I know, there’s always a tomorrow to start fresh again.
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Its a trouble with me as well. I wonder if I could increase it to 25hrs a day so that I could fit in many other things that I want to do in life. But alas!
I want to do so many things so well that no plan saves me sometimes. Your words are good reminder for me. Thank you for the lovely visit, Suyash. 🙂
Wonderful thought Archita. Time is all that we have to plan and spend judiciously. Super shot as well 🙂
For a married man the remote control of time management lies in the hand of better half. 🙂
On the poem above, wish we would be able to move on so easily leaving the baggage behind
Beautiful !!
Thank you, Christina. 🙂 See you again soon. 🙂
I’m so happy I came across your blog! I found you on the list of participants in the A-Z Challenge and I’m loving your writing, your poetry in particular is fantastic! I look forward to following your posts next month, will be on the lookout for your theme reveal, and am eager to read more! 🙂
Heather, Thank you for stopping by. I am still planning to fix the right theme for the challenge. Hopefully by 31st March, I’ll write a post revealing it. 🙂 My blog is about my journey, every post is going to have words, people, anecdotes and photographs. 🙂 See you soon on the challenge:)
So nice.
I saw you on the Blogging from A to Z April Challenge list.
Will you be using your photos during your posts?
Heather M. Gardner
Co-host: Blogging from A to Z April Challenge
Blog: The Waiting is the Hardest Part [http://hmgardner.blogspot.com/]
Thank you for such a lovely comment, Gale. 🙂
Love, love, love this! My favourite thought of all: “It’s amusing because every single week brings 7 days or 168 hours or 10080 minutes. Exactly how it is supposed to be. Not less, not more.” Very true, yet we don’t ever seem to have enough time. Definitely something to think about while admiring the really awesome photo 🙂
Thank you, Indira. 🙂 It rained and you know how fresh we all feel after that. 🙂
Thank you so much. 🙂 See you again here soon:)
So true! Eight hours at work= infinity, two days of weekend= Fraction of seconds. 🙂 I’m hopeful about tomorrows. 🙂 Thank you for the visit and lovely comment, Rebekah 🙂
Lovely photo!
Yes, or perception of time surely varies. Eight hours at work can seem like an eternity at times. And yes, hopefully we all have a tomorrow.
A lovely photo. I look forward to reading your posts.
Nice words for beautiful photo.
Thank you, Vishal. 🙂
Delicious words:)
Thank you, Janet. 🙂
Gorgeous photo!
janet