Good poem from "As a Man Thinketh"

You will be what you will to be;

 Let failure find its false content

 In that poor word, "environment,"

 But spirit scorns it, and is free.

 It masters time, it conquers space;

 It cows that boastful trickster, Chance,

 And bids the tyrant Circumstance

 Uncrown, and fill a servant's place.

The  human Will, that force unseen,

The offspring of a deathless Soul,

Can hew a way to any goal,

Though walls of  granite intervene.

Be not impatient in delay,

But wait as one who understands;

When spirit rises and commands,

The gods are ready to obey.

                        By James Allen - As A Man Thinketh