Time Devours All as It Flows
Days and nights pass without rest, and life dwindles with them. The span of mortals runs out like water in a shrinking stream.
Today's portion of the dwindling stream — with what did I fill it?
📝Reflection
Likening time to a river is common, but calling it a "shrinking stream" adds a chill. A great river seems to flow forever, but a stream visibly dwindles. So it is, the verse says, with our lifespan. Each of us holds a fixed measure of water, and it falls, without fail, with every day and night. It sounds frightening, but the intent is not dread — it is awakening. Knowing the water dwindles makes each sip precious. Mistaking time for infinite, we squander today. Only when we see finitude clearly does the density of a single day change. To recall death is not to grow gloomy, but to live the present, while alive, more vividly.
🌱Apply It Today
Before sleep today, write one line: "Where did I spend today's portion of the dwindling water?" That line makes tomorrow's sip more precious.
This verse is read as universal humanistic wisdom, not religion — no faith is promoted, and the reflection is 100% original ONGO content.
