“But what minutes! Count them by sensation, and not by calendars, and each moment is a day.”  – Benjamin Disraeli

“Your time is limited, so don’t waste it living someone else’s life. Don’t be trapped by dogma – which is living with the results of other people’s thinking. Don’t let the noise of other’s opinions drown out your own inner voice. And most important, have the courage to follow your heart and intuition. They somehow already know what you truly want to become. Everything else is secondary.”

–  Steve Jobs

“You must have been warned against letting the golden hours slip by; but some of them are golden only because we let them slip by.”

–  James M. Barrie



The eternal stalker

Knows each of us


Counts each breath

Every step you take

Is it an abacus

Or a calculator?

He uses to keep


Saluting him with

The Bronx cheer

I burn the candle at

Both ends

Up early to walk

The sacred hills

Late nights counting


Dancing close to dawn

Whatever time is left

Use it up

Wear it down

Regardless how thin

The fabric becomes

It is rich with the sounds

Of laughter,

Salty with tears and





Author: Léa

A wanderer who has found home and herself in the South of France.

22 thoughts on “Time”

    1. Thank you so much! I love getting positive comments, especially from the bloggers that I enjoy reading! Bonne anné et bonne santé! (good year and good health!)

      1. Well, it’s true! I love your concise style. And in this poem, the Time theme. It’s just fantastic. Thanks Lea for writing! You rock!

      2. Thanks again. There is some major earth-movement going on in Oregon and I am not talking earthquakes! Keep up the good work.

  1. Your voice is so strong, i want to keep reading and never stop.  You are truly an artist.  Thank you for sharing your voice with me and all those who know and love you so much.   Love, Joy & Magic always Su   Woman are Angels ! if someone breaks our wings, we simply   continue to fly …. on our broomsticks


  2. The highlight of my week was trying to help a ninety year old friend still recovering from a broken hip get into a van after having lattes at a doughnut shop. She somehow got stuck and two of us were trying to push her on her backside without hurting her hip. We spontaneously got the giggles and froze shaking helplessly with laughter right there in the parking lot. I called the next day to make sure she was all right, both because she had been talking about how depressed she was over being so useless, and to make sure we hadn’t hurt her. The minute she heard my voice she started laughing again and assured me she not only wasn’t hurt, she was still laughing and wished we had a photo of it. I’ve come to the conclusion that laughter truly is grace, particularly in old age. I can’t say it nearly as well as you do, so I will borrow your beautiful poem to reblog. It feels so wonderful to have someone express what I am experiencing so perfectly. Thank you.

  3. Such a beautiful piece of writing, “the eternal stalker” I don’t think I’ve ever heard time described and captured as well as you have here. Brilliant post! 🙂 x x

    1. How sweet you are! Thank you very much. Keep on with your blog. I enjoy seeing your progress and your photos are beautiful!

      1. It’s my pleasure Lea, reading your poetry inspires me to write my own 🙂 I’m glad you enjoy my blog too! x x

      2. Thank you. To inspire another artist/writer is, to me, one of the best things I could accomplish. If you ever get to France, perhaps you could share a few photo tips? 🙂 I use so many photos on my other blog, I would like to improve the results. Have a wonderful New Year.

      3. You’re welcome, it is the same for me too – to inspire is to achieve 🙂 ahh I would love to go to France one day, to travel for a year across Europe is a dream of mine. I’m not a professional photographer by any means but I would happily share any tips with you! 🙂 x x

      4. France is magical! I first visited in 2006 and immediately went back to California, sold my house and now I am HOME! 🙂 xx

  4. Oh I love this! Another wonderful gem from my wonderful special friend!

    I must read again, mark, learn and inwardly digest! Simply because I have to spend so much time at home these days my time can seem closed. But I have lots to do and lots still to give. I must get on with it, even if it simply answering on my favourite blogs 🙂 I haven’t the energy to burn both ends now but I can sure as hell still burn one! Lol

    Lots of love

    Christine xxxx

    1. You are so sweet! Merci beaucoup!

      There is no doubt that you have much to give. You give me so much with every post, every email and just being a friend. 🙂

      Lots of love,

      Lea xxxxXXXX

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