This poem gives me a spa-rk of energy when I’m feeling unmotivated:
Happy the Man by John Dryden
John Dryden a Happy poet!
Happy the man, and happy he alone,
He who can call today his own
He who, secure within, can say,
Tomorrow do thy worst, for I have lived todayBe fair or foul or rain or shine
The joys I have possessed, in spite of fate, are mine.
Not Heaven itself upon the past has power,
But what has been, has been and I have had my hour.
