I’m normally too busy these days to keep a steady blog going, but I do like to share items as they inspire me with the hope that you’ll feel the same.
The following poem, Invictus, which is Latin for “unconquered”, talks of having strength through adversity and a resolute will.
After a pretty rough year last year (check out this post), this year is off to a great start. I hope you can stand with me and proclaim that you are, still, Unconquered.
-William Ernest Henley
Out of the night that covers me,
Black as the pit from pole to pole,
I thank whatever gods may be
For my unconquerable soul.
In the fell clutch of circumstance
I have not winced nor cried aloud.
Under the bludgeoning of chance
My head is bloody, but unbowed.
Beyond this place of wrath and tears
Looms but the Horror of the shade,
And yet the menace of the years
Finds, and shall find me, unafraid.
It matters not how strait the gate,
How charged with punishments the scroll,
I am the master of my fate:
I am the captain of my soul.