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.
Jayme
November 27, 2015 at 5:02 pmDear Elva,
I came home to this article after months out of my homeland, on a walkabout without much plan. The thrumming in my head was such that I abandoned all that was secure, and meaningful, to face many fears and wonder who I really am….Thank you for covering so many aspects of our existence—it seems each time you begin on a theme, you dial it in for the reader yet another full turn…
This piece was not just personal for me. I offer that it has timeless theme as the spiral, and your thoughts embellish that theme so each reader can connect the dots with meaningful questioning of their own behaviors and beliefs.
Thank you.
ethompson
November 27, 2015 at 5:28 pmThank you Jayme.
Sun hugs….
ethompson
November 27, 2015 at 6:27 pmHi Blake. Each to his or her own.
Much love…..
Zyxomma
November 27, 2015 at 7:39 pmElva, as you know, I’m all about grounding the spiritual into the physical body. I just learned a very easy trauma release, and I’m loving it. Health and peace.
ethompson
November 27, 2015 at 8:42 pmCare to share…..
Olga
December 1, 2015 at 5:40 pmElva, your writings are all A Living Word. I’m bathing in your Graceful Resonance and voice my gratitude for the opportunity of being on this site .
ethompson
December 1, 2015 at 6:15 pmMuch love Olga. Stay posted…we are going to take a dive down the energetic rabbit hole.
API
December 25, 2015 at 6:06 amThat is simply wonderful, could not you add anymore hyperlinks?