Sunday, November 13, 2011

A gift for the hard days

We all run into hard times, sometimes for a day and sometimes much longer.  Every so often I have them and seem to always find inspiration, generally from those around me.  Sometimes however, it's just not enough but there were some words I discovered during a deployment to Iraq that seem to pull me out of the most severe cases of the doldrums.  This gift of words is a succinct reminder that tells us that we can and must take charge of our lives at the worst of times.  Tuck this away when that rainy day feels like a storm pouring down on you and find the inspiration to get up and fight.

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. 

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