Hourglass: A Poem Inspired by Hours Spent in Creative Flow
- Sep 24
- 1 min read

Pink hour
Blue hour
Time pours smooth and endless
from the rim of glass to lip,
a shimmer slipping faster
than sand could ever fall.
I drink the hours
until they blur –
minutes dissolved in color,
seconds sweet and strange.
To love what I do
is to lose the clock,
to find myself
sipping at infinity.

Hourglass: Hours Spent in the Creative Flow
We often think of an hourglass as a symbol of time running out, each grain of sand slipping away too fast. But when I’m creating, teaching, or experimenting at The Yellow Studio, the hours don’t feel like they’re running out – they feel like they’re expanding.
Creative flow hours are the ones where I forget to check the clock, where one idea tumbles into another, and suddenly the day has turned to night. These hours don’t drain me; they energize me. They remind me that the best use of time isn’t about productivity checklists, but about losing yourself in what you love.
That’s why The Yellow Studio exists: to help artists carve out more of these luminous hours.
Hours where you’re fully present with your creativity, exploring new ideas, and maybe even building something that brings passive income into your life. Because time is precious, but when you’re in flow, it feels abundant.
So here’s to drinking from your own “hour glass” – to making space for the kind of hours that slip by sweetly, leaving you with more energy than you started with. 💛





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