Invictus is invincible.
From the darkness that covers me, through the darkness that covers me,
From pole to pole, I saw layers of bottomless darkness.
I thank God for giving it to me,
For my unconquerable soul. Invincible soul.
In the falling clutch of the track, even if it is gripped by hell,
I didn't flinch or cry loudly. I won't flinch or scream.
Under the head-on drink, the opportunity was hit by wave after wave.
My head is bloody, but I don't give in. I will not bow my head with blood all over my head.
Outside this place full of anger and tears, outside this world full of anger and tears,
But the horror in the shadow is looming, and the terrible shadow is wandering around.
However, women over the years and the threat of the future,
Found, and will find, I am fearless. But I'm not afraid.
It doesn't matter how I stand at the door, no matter how narrow the door I have to go through,
No matter what punishment I will suffer, this scroll is full of punishment.
I am the master of my destiny: I am the master of my destiny.
I am the captain of my soul. I am the commander in chief of the soul.
In fact, Rilke wrote less about love, but the domestic versions are not very good.
If poetry doesn't write about love, it lacks the most brilliant chapter.
You can look at the collection of poems by Nobel candidate adonis, My Loneliness is a Garden.
As for Tagore's philosophical poem Birds, it is really beautiful. For example:
One day I dreamed that we were strangers, and I woke up to find that we were very close.
I don't choose the best, I choose the best.
Life is like summer flowers and death is like autumn leaves.