Sunday, June 6, 2010

....UNCONQUERABLE...


Just saw one of the most beautiful sunsets...and now it looks like there is going to be a lightening storm....for some reason this poem came to mind. It's one of my favorites...Invictus is a Latin word meaning "unconquerable"...and one of my favorite lines in this poem is... "My head is bloody, but unbowed."
INVICTUS

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.

1 comment:

Iree Girl said...

What does that line mean?

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