My Scattered Dreams: ဗုဒၶၿမတ္စြာသာသနာ

THE INVICTUS

Out of the Night that covers me, black as the pit from pole to pole
I thank what ever Gods may be for My unconquerable soul
In the fell clutch of circumatance I have not winced nor cried aloud
Under the bludgeoning of chance.
My head is bloody, but unbowed.

Beyond the place of wrath and tears, Loom but the horror of the shade.
And yet the meance of the years finds and shall find me unafraid.
It matters not how strait the gate, how charged with punishments in the scroll.

I am the master of my fate.
I am the captain of my soul.

W.E. Henley

My Scattered Dreams

Sunday, January 24, 2010

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