This Too Shall Pass Poem

by Jerrico_Usher

This is a poem I wrote one day when I was at my wits end (overwhelmed by life) and shared on HP hope you like it.

This is a poem about a bad day starting but losing it's tracktion because your mind is strong. In this peice I go through a typical day like this where i.e. you go to bed with a lot of thoughts, worries, stress, and wake up having to make sure you start your day right.

In this you have be be fully aware of how things work, how your mind works, and how it can only take 17 seconds to make or break a mood or to stop or start a bad stream of conciouseness for that day.

The first 15 minutes of your day is a template for the rest of the day because your mind creates a filter at that point and everything else is run through it- it's MUCH harder to break a filter than to diverge it before it's fully assembled (thoughts forming bad streams like negativity).

In this you essentially recognize the first moment of conciouseness, the moment when you engage your mind and if left ungoverned can start a chain of bad thoughts that could ruin your day before you even get out of bed.

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At the moment of impact you have to start a positive thought stream demolishing any worries, stress, or fears that enter your mind, if you can maintain that for 17 seconds (source Anthony Robbins) with positive thoughts of the coming day, you will start off on the right track- and say to yourself... And this too shall pass, for everything you don't like, need, or want to feel.

This is meant to be a very positive poem about the fight in that first 17 seconds of waking up after weeks of stress. I think about this poem when I hear or say "this too shall pass"- something a few people have told me growing up that helped me crystallize that nothing is permanent! Enjoy!

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Bring it on. The "Get over it" and this too shall Pass poem

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I wake up in the morning eyelids drawn

Not ready for the day to come and take me on

My mind is still between the dreams and the dam,

I contemplate the opening of the light

I think of all the things I did in spite

Before I even open my eyes I've started a fight

With myself.

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Damage control begins and I start not to assume

Take note of how I'm thinking grab the dust pan and a broom

I have 17 seconds to change this dialogue then

Allow my day to have a chance and fully, strongly, confidently..

Begin.

Success has made my mind more pure and ready to fight

To tear through the challenges of my day and thoughts that aren't right

I don't have to fight the daemons of my daily turmoil,

I just have to start my day off with a seed thought in good soil

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Because it's not the fights that don't stop coming they will Still..

Its the foundation of your mind that will allow you to live with free will

Challenges are just obstacles, success in work clothes

Pick your battles and you've already won

Your day is of your choos(ing).

SO

Life bring it on, give it your best shot

You wont shake my foundation

Give it all you got

Bring on all the problems, all the pain and unfairness

But be sure you can handle me, I'm in no way careless

I may seem to be the person who wants to give up..

But make no mistake

I know what's up.

The harder you hit me

The harder I fight

I'll always try to do the thing that is right

You got me here this morning, and every morning so what

but you only own my mind for a minute

well 17 seconds in fact

cause a positive thought will dissolve the negative

Cause I got it like that.

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Updated: 02/20/2015, Jerrico_Usher
 
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Jerrico_Usher on 09/27/2012

I'm honored!

jenubouka on 09/27/2012

I will def. check it out. Your talents for creative writing have inspired and motivated me to move all of my creative work from HP to here, I can see the many options that Wizzley provides to extend one's work into a more in depth movement. I look forward to reading more!

Jerrico_Usher on 09/27/2012

Wow back atcha, that was the most amazing comment I've ever recieved! Would you believe this poem fell into obscurity the moment it launched on Hubpages? I've updated it a bit here and thanks to wizzleys box of crayons I could make it cooler to look at, but I'm so happy you liked it. I read this a lot myself (I have it printed out on a wall in the hallway). The other tool I use and you may enjoy is a peice of the show coach carter... I posted it in the forum under "our deepest fears"... http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=D-STD8... 2uestay (writer here) said "Thank you, I did not expect it to be what it was - it gave me goosebumps listening to it and brought tears to my eyes." so I hope it does the same for you. Good luck! (I have more of these to come....)

jenubouka on 09/27/2012

Wow, just amazing. If there was one thing I need to read (hear) today, this incredible poem was my answer. I printed off, posted it to me refer, and will most likely read it about 100x each day. This couldn't of been discovered in my current life at a better and vital time.

You are a gifted writer, whose words teaches us the importance of positive thoughts, the will to fight, the empowerment to overcome all and any obstacles. Just 17 seconds each day, now who can't do that!

Very awesome Jerrico, awesome indeed!

Jerrico_Usher on 09/27/2012

exactly! This whole concept hit me when I was a waiter (at Denny's!) and my day was escalating from good to horrible by the end of my shift. I spotted the pattern and widdled the variables down to a simple truth- it only takes one push to start a snowball effect, and if you don't stop it while the snowball is manageable- there is no stopping it until it crashes into something! Through experimentation I started to really take inventory of my day and the moment things started down hill... after several weeks I figured out that it was one benign comment (negative i.e. I don't want to be here or I want to be somewhere else) can start a snowball and once it's going the thought stream flows through a filter you create.

I started to catch myself every time I started to say something or even THINK something that wouldn't make my day better- the bad days stopped and I noticed I not only stopped the bad days and stress, I was MUCH more patient. I just applied this to every part of my life in different ways (this poem being one of them) and things are amazing and clear.

2uesday on 09/27/2012

Sometimes the stopping the negative thoughts before they have time to develop, works. It is like getting off a train at the nearest station because you discover that is going to a place you do not want to be.

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