Time Saved

I cursed that demented alarm this morning. Oh for that precious hour of much needed sleep. Another hour of my life whisked away. A dream goes unfinished. My aching body deprived of rest. The caustic effect of the wine yearns for release, but lingers on .

But the light of day burns bright into once was the deepness of the dark. The flora will soon spring to life. Hikes along a pathway of serenity , hand in hand, as the dusk settles. Perhaps. Perhaps not. Life casts away all limitations. The haves convert to nots, while the nots find splendor in simplicity.

An hour was not lost by the man-made movement of a timepiece. An hour was gained to take pleasure in the joys of the universe.