Anyhow, I leave you with this, may it resonate with you as it does with me although I do believe that we all interpret poetry with our own unique lens and that may not in fact be what the poet herself intended.
Invictus by William Ernest Henley
I find this poem to mean that life may have its way with us, we may experience a great deal of things in this life and we are subject to chance and fate but how we deal with those things: life/chance/fate/the cards we’re dealt, is what defines our lives. The word invictus is Latin for unconquerable, which in the first stanza, the poet claims is his soul. I relate to this because, 1. I believe in the soul as an individual and unique unit and 2. the soul is what makes us who we are. I have always been one to follow my heart. I can’t conform or abide by what others/society prescribes (see my post, Living Life Right) and it may be a struggle but at the end of the day, I can be content with myself and my soul knowing that I was true to Sally. I may arrive at the end of my life battered, and “charged with punishments” but I can be comforted by the fact that I was always true to myself.