The darkness is coming,
as dayliget begins to fade.
This lonely soul is wandering,
yet no one comes to her aid.
At each step she looses faith,
not in God but only in mad.
To some this may just seem like fate,
but she is told its part of God's plan.
What can she do but put on a smile,
show a strong front so that others wont question,
how she was feeling all this while,
of the things in the past that left an impression.

Even so, amidst all that pain,
she still finds something yet to gain.
A lesson learnt,
after getting burnt.
A moment of sorrow,
but a fresh start tomorrow.
With God as her guide,
she no longer has to hide.
Each blow makes her stronger,
till she grows weary no longer.
She has fought the good fight,
and finally finds the morning light.