The fight within and,
The outside fight,
Made me a monk…..
My soul got bright!
I felt word near,
Meant nothing to me,
I needed door open
They closed to see.
But, I never lost hope…
Never did I blame
My drowing lot.
I was happy, with,
the end where I was brought.
I kept burning the light,
My soul watched it.
My heart said Yes,
With its every pure beat!
Neela Nath
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/i-never-lost-hope/
