>”Invictus” by William E. Henley

>I was reminded today of my favorite poem by William E. Henley. The words to this poem ring true. Unconquerable! We are the masters of our own destiny…even in leans times! Thank you for reminding me!


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 bludgeonings 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.

William Ernest Henley. 1849–1903

2 Comments Add yours

  1. Andy W. says:

    >Brother, I have never heard that poem before. I like it. It reminds me of the Greeks who were threatened by their enemies that they would blacken the sky with their arrows. The brave Greeks replied: "Then we will fight in the dark!" Keep your chin up and don't forget to look to the heavens. Andy

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