InvictuS

Who is not in need of motivation, inspiration and driving force in life? Even at the phases and faces of meaningful meaninglessness and utter hopelessness, you must march to the future with spectacular expectations. When fate sprinkles an impermeable darkness, you must fight back with valor. When the ray of hope fades away, do not lose your heart. When you fall upon the thorns of life and bleed, do not cry out of anxiety. Deep in your heart, you must kindle the faith that even the darkest night will end and the sun will rise. Whatever befalls in life, face bravely. Let’s become an invictus, the unconquerable one by heart and soul. I always wonder at these verses of William Ernest Henley who has written this to boost his morale. He penned this poem after he lost his legs. Writing an unassailable poem like this in the days of his emotional and mental turmoil lifts up many minds battling with the battles of day to day life. Here is the poem Invictus to soothe the healing hearts.  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.