Time isn't precious at all, because it is an illusion. What you perceive as precious is not time but the one point that is out of time: the Now. That is precious indeed. The more you are focused on time -- past and future and the more you miss the Now, the most precious thing there is.
breathe
sleep
smile
dream as I do
dance
walk
and that I’m fortunate
to know you a little in this life
because of those days
so many
those hours
precious
those moments
infinite
I keep retiring that flag
returning it to its hiding place
carefully folded
that’s why
when parting curtains
to see the horizon
I imagine you living in
and open the window
in case a breeze brings me your scent
I’ve not yet jumped
Tell me, what is it you plan to do with your one wild and precious life?
"The Summer Day", Mary Oliver
*Söyle bana, ne yapmayı düşünüyorsun / o vahşi ve değerli biricik yaşamınla? (Υ.Ν.)