TIME. - Wyleian Sonnet XV.
Time, ever moving forward, cannot be stayed nor stilled
nor can we turn it back though many try.
We often waste it much and, thoughtlessly, have killed
hours which relentlessly went drifting, forfeit, by.
We often say “there was a time” and mean the past
or “Once upon a time” our stories start.
Think though, upon the length of Time “your time” may last
and after, what may happen to you, time apart.
Don't squander Time or let it foolishly elapse.
Each unforgiving minute try to fill.
Thus may you live life full of purpose and perhaps
come to your end achieving God’s mysterious Will.
If you, with care, observe that “your time” never lingers
ensure that none slips, slyly, through your fingers.
Hugh Wyles, September 11th. 2004.
Time, ever moving forward, cannot be stayed nor stilled
nor can we turn it back though many try.
We often waste it much and, thoughtlessly, have killed
hours which relentlessly went drifting, forfeit, by.
We often say “there was a time” and mean the past
or “Once upon a time” our stories start.
Think though, upon the length of Time “your time” may last
and after, what may happen to you, time apart.
Don't squander Time or let it foolishly elapse.
Each unforgiving minute try to fill.
Thus may you live life full of purpose and perhaps
come to your end achieving God’s mysterious Will.
If you, with care, observe that “your time” never lingers
ensure that none slips, slyly, through your fingers.
Hugh Wyles, September 11th. 2004.
Author notes
This sonnet is written in Iambic Hexameter with a
Pentameter second line in each stanza.
Thankyou Gen, for the time you spent with me in polishing this poem. I hope you don't consider it was wasted!
Love and hugs, XXX Hugh.
Written September 11th, 2004
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"Thus may you live life full of purpose and perhaps
come to your end achieving God’s mysterious Will." I love that line...... this is absolutely beautiful.
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time is of the essence
How did I miss this one Hugh? Time does slip by us so very fast, I make the most of mine, live every moment I can, time is precious, no way will I let it slip through my fingers. Very wonderful write my dear friend~Love and hugs~Bea
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It is when we think that we have time enough that we do waste precious time in life for it passes faster than we realise and sometimes it is too late to have it back in hands.
An excellent poem from which I enjoyed reading
Kisses and love,
Mari
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Hugh-
I do not consider a single moment spent writing or conversing with you wasted or ill spent. this is a great follow up to the other reflective peces you have been penning.
I am honored to have my name on this one as my contribution was nominal...
Well written as always
Your Forever Gen -
Time is indeed precious
So many let it slip away
I used too but no more I cherish every minute
I love time, and its on my side
This is absolutely beautiful
Just like the wonderful man who wrote it
Love ya sweets
Susan~~~
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awakening
We know time is precious, yet waste it. I think the reason is ignorance, which needs to be eradicated. And you seem to have hit the nail on the head with the beautiful sonnet on this page. It is enlightening and awakening to have read it.
Thanks for sharing your wisdom,
Saurabh.
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