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 (1849-1903)
Such beautiful words by Henley were inspired by a bout of tuberculosis that claimed one of his legs at age 17. He wrote this poem while recovering in the infirmary. Clearly he was not going to let this disease or disability get him down.
Our character is a huge determining factor in what we get out of life. In whether or not we reach our dreams. In how we experience the journey to our destination. And especially if we dare to dream big, we better be ready for adversity at some point. So no matter what may come against us, may we never forget that we are the master of our fate and the captain of our soul.