Guest guest Posted April 26, 2007 Report Share Posted April 26, 2007 As we've gone through diagnosing my daughter with CMT I have felt so many varying emotions. This poem touched me in one of my dark days for many reasons... INVICTUS by 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 punishment the scroll, I am the master of my fate: I am the captain of my soul. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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