At the beginning of this new decade, I wanted to stop for a moment to remember the choices that life offers us. The title of this poem should give away it’s source, I came across it when I saw the movie by the same name. The movie may have taken some liberties with the story, but it we can still learn from the poem’s message.
Let’s choose a different path in 2010 – embracing experiences over expensive toys. I know I am.
Invictus, by 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 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.
