I think that every spring, the hour lost
Should fuel a meditation in the dark
At two—the moment clocks turn back. The cost
Of loss should generate a jolt, a spark
Of light and clarity. The time we spend
On tasks that have no meaning is absurd!
But only when we start to glimpse the end
Of this great gift of gifts, then we are stirred
To give it freely, to a parent, child,
Or friend or dog who needs a moment now.
So let’s do something crazy-good and wild
And toss out our to-do lists, and allow
Ourselves to use time consciously today:
Loving every minute blown away.