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.
William Ernest Henley
No matter what fate has thrown in my path, it is my choice whether to start a new life or spend rest of my days mourning for life I had. Today turning to men and women who took part in Invictus Games for inspiration, how can you not be moved by their spirit in face of extreme personal challenges
I am the master of my fate :
I am the captain of my soul
Have a good day