Emerson 's comment on 'days' stirred up my own spirit. He said:
"The days come and go like muffled and veiled figures sent from a distant friendly party, but they say nothing, and if we do not use the gifts they bring, they carry them as silently away." P. 438, EMERSON THE MIND ON FIRE by Robert D. Richardson , jr (1995)
I then wrote:
Days are swift gifts of time, space, and sunlight, that must, by mind, be made to matter, or be forever lost.