DAY 365+84


"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 

Thinking of (and praying for) Nelson Mandela, today


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Cindy Swainson said...

I love this verse and your photo goes so well with it.
You always seem to know just what I need to hear.


Optimistic Existentialist said...

The photo and the words go so perfectly well together :-)

Marja's Stamp Addiction en Marja's Creativity said...

This is so beautiful together Zena. Thanks for visiting my blog.
lovely greet

AntiquityTravelers said...

beautiful photography and love the perspective on this shot

Aga Gasiniak said...

Great photo Zena, first I thought that you are standing on an enormous shell. And great poem too. I hope you are well. Much love to you XX

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