William Ernest Henley (1849 - 1902 / Gloucester / England)

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

A beautiful poem on self-confidence and existence

Beautiful. The first time my lost eyes found shelter under the great wing of this inspiring work my cheeks felt some of the most passionate and fearless tears ever. I love this poem and it will always be near and dear to my heart.

My dad liked this poem, he died in 2006, and I only just now read the poem. I understand a little more about the man I didnt get to know in life. He had a hard life his father and mother were drunks, therefore he became a drunk, but he was very proud and never bowed his head. My father the master of his fate, the captian of his soul.

I was moved to tears with the invocation master of my fate, Captain of my Soul

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An internal locus of control is always a beautiful and masterful thing to behold: -)

Excellent:
Song of a heart
singing victories
over and above
all pains and afflictions.

Pure existentialism.

I am d master f my fate. I am d master f my soul.
What a poem! Fantastic!