雨にもまけず

When I lived in japan, I studied in a school of japanese language a very famous poem written by Miyazawa Kenji which stroke me a lot, I think of it when it is raining, it is windy, or when something is not exactely as i would like...

雨にもまけず　
風にもまけず
雪にも夏の暑さにもまけぬ
丈夫なからだをもち
慾はなく　
決して瞋らず　
いつもしずかにわらっている　　
一日に玄米四合と　
味噌と少しの野菜をたべ　　
あらゆることを　
じぶんをかんじょうに入れずに　　
よくみききし わかり　
そして わすれず　　
野原の松の林の蔭の　
小さな萱ぶきの小屋にいて　　
東に病氣のこどもあれば　　行って看病してやり　　
西につかれた母あれば　　
行ってその稻の束を負い
南に死にそうな人あれば　
行って こわがらなくてもいいといい
北にけんかや そしょうがあれば　
つまらないから やめろといい
ひでりのときは なみだをながし　さむさのなつは おろおろ あるき
みんなに でくのぼうとよばれ　ほめられもせず　
くにもされず
そういうものに　
わたしはなりたい

I found this translation on internet :
Undaunted by the rain,
Undaunted by the wind,
Undaunted by the snow or the summer heat,
With a strong body
unfettered by desire
never losing temper
cultivating a quiet joy
every day four bowls of brown rice
miso and some vegetables to eat
in everything
count yourself last and put others before you
watching and listening, and understanding
and never forgetting
in the shade of the woods of the pines of the fields
being in a little thatched hut
if there is a sick child to the east
going and nursing over them
if there is a tired mother to the west
going and shouldering her sheaf of rice
if there is someone near death to the south
going and saying there's no need to be afraid
if there is a quarrel or a suit to the north
telling them to leave off with such waste
when there's drought, shedding tears of sympathy
when the summer's cold, walk in concern and empathy
called a blockhead by everyone
without being praised
without being blamed
such a person
I want to become

Miyazawa Kenji died young, at the age of 37 years, and wrote this poem as he was lying sick on bed, and probably had a hunch that he was going to die.