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.
~ W.E. Henley
I shot this sunset light pillar a little over a month ago, February 18th. I had been getting good shots all along then noticed a light pillar forming. The developing image was so inspiring that for one extended moment I did not feel pain. I forgot the cold as I scrambled over frozen sand and ice, past other stationary photographers, strangers to me, to keep the image framed as you see it.
It was one of those moments you set yourself up for. Yes, it all hurts as everything hurts and yes you could slip and fall but you can slip and fall getting out of bed in your own home. For one long moment, those scarce minutes the light was like this, for that long moment pain did not matter.
And that is how I deal with it.