Long Is the Night to the Sleepless
Long is the night to the wakeful; long the mile to the weary. Long is the wandering of life to those who do not know the way.
If my night feels long, is it the clock's doing, or the mind's?
📝Reflection
The same night is short to one and endless to another. Time flows equally, yet the mind stretches and shrinks it. A night of worry, of resentment, of being lost runs on without end. This verse points to where that lengthening comes from: when we do not know the way — the place where the mind can rest — the whole of life becomes a long, hard wandering. Put the other way: one who knows where the mind belongs lives the same hours lightly. If a season of life feels unusually long and heavy, it may be a matter not of time but of direction. Know the way, and the same distance is not far.
🌱Apply It Today
If the night feels unusually long, don't check the clock — write one line: "where has my mind lost its way right now?"
This verse is read as universal humanistic wisdom, not religion — no faith is promoted, and the reflection is 100% original ONGO content.
