I am the master of my fate, I am the captain of my soul.

From What the eyes cannot see

There are things in life that impact us - be it lessons taught or lessons learned. But as we go about our circadian, these priceless nuggets lose its meaning and is soon forgotten. So, to honor this timeless poem that i heard while watching a movie today - I will post it in my blog:


INVICTUS
William Ernest Henley. 1849–1903

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.