After "Invictus"

A glosa

Out of the night that covers me.

Black as the pit from pole to pole.

I thank whatever Gods there be.

For my unconquerable soul

 

Invictus.

William Ernest Henley  1847-1903.

 

 

Out of the night that covers me.

I will emerge into the light.

This dream I follow hopefully.

I know that morning follows night.

 

Black as the pit from pole to pole.

Though very soon the sun will rise

up to assume his rightful role.

Majestic ruler of the skies.

 

I thank whatever Gods there be.

That darkness is not permanent.

That we are granted light to see.

The glory of the firmament.

 

For my unconquerable soul

remains steadfast by day and night.

I know that I will reach my goal.

When death grants me the power of flight.

 

Thursday, 12 July 2012

Reviews

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This is an interesting way to use the original, very familiar, poem;
to further personalize what had to have been a very personal piece of work for Henley.

I am not sure what I think about the concept, but you have done a good job of merging your words with his.