“This Too Shall Pass”

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Daily writing prompt
Do you have a quote you live your life by or think of often?

No matter what hardship comes,
I whisper to myself:
“This too shall pass.”

Difficult times always arrive without warning.
Life never opens the path of ease.
Like a game quest,
it lays down obstacles, constraints, and challenges
well in advance.

When I hit a wall,
I find myself thinking:
It’s too hard. I can’t take it. I want to quit.
Emotions collide—confusion, exhaustion, despair.

But again, I whisper:
“This too shall pass.”

And eventually, it does.
Then, a new quest arrives.
I look back—
on how I lived,
what attitude I had,
what emotions I endured.

At times I feel ashamed,
at others, proud.
All kinds of emotions fill me.

Wouldn’t life be easier if everything went the way I wanted?
But it never does.

Why do I suffer so much?
Why must life be so relentless?

Why didn’t God give us everything?
Why did He leave us lacking, aching?

People suffer endlessly, trying to fill the void.
Are there any who don’t?

Would I truly be happy
if I had everything I ever wanted?
I don’t think so.

This world was designed to flow—
mind, thought, even matter.
To fill, to empty,
to fill again, and to empty again.

In that cycle,
what must I feel,
what must I learn?

Why doesn’t God let me live the life I desire?
Even though I ask for something simple, something small,
why is my life so tangled and difficult?

Why do those who enter my life
seem only to bring pain?

That question was the origin of my endless struggle—
the archetype of fate-bound relationships.

But now, I understand.
Those people were the consequence
of the flawed bond I had with my parents.

And yet,
I know this:
At the end of all those ties,
I will meet my true connection.

It is a bond written by the cosmos,
designed since the beginning of time.

That is the answer of light meant for me.
And until that moment arrives,
I whisper again:

“This too shall pass.”

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