times

by walterdoege

if I can not choose with no much thinking some first words and phrases I cannot write…perhaps time and life are so close that I cannot pick up one from another…at this drizzle day, time is an issue I can just to mention…from my childhood sand castles near the sea, I discovered an old timer…its not a clock…its done of glass and sand…time is not in the clock…some kind of sun screen or sunclock is some natural timer at summer…coming from the beach, I take with me that old timer…an hour glass…some instrument that measures time by the trickling of sand from an upper to a lower compartment…and from the tempest, I discovered my some hourglasses…one counts one minute…other counts ten minutes…a beautiful and bigger counts one hour…there must exist some hourglass that measure the now time, or one year time…or a millenium time, some wandering writings