It's a hard time and a...different time to say the least. For some, this whole experience is new. But we can all do this together if we just have faith and trust in another.
I read one time in "This I Believe" (a book where people - like Albert Einstein, Warren Christopher, and just normal people like Sarah Adams - write what they believe) a man who wrote - he goes by the name of William O. Douglas - "Then one day in a moment of great crisis, I came to understand the words of my father: 'If I die, it will be glory; if I live, it will be grace.' That was [my father's] evening star - the faith in a power greater than man...we need the faith of our father's...the faith that dedicates us to something bigger and more important. Only if we have faith will we be able guide the destiny of nations, in this the most critical period of world history. This I believe." 720Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡEfxIVoHfFX
I also read, in the same book, Warren Christopher's beliefs. He believed that there will always be moments "when one must rely upon the good faith and judgement of others. So, while each of us faces - at one time or another - the prospect of driving alone down a dark road, what we must learn with experience is that the approaching light may not be a threat, but a shared moment of trust."
And, with that, here's my poem:
The sand beneath my feet720Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡPpZoWwXUtR
Stolen away from me720Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡMfoOQUmmrh
The sun nowhere to be seen720Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡDgowEXD20L
Rain pounding on my face720Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ7kyCkoDRMJ
I look and I look but I see nothing720Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡcxQJBMgcGZ
I pray to my Father but I hear nothing720Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ5OglI0aDXF
The sea with its merciless tail and monstrous teeth720Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡISe9GK8brW
Has stolen away a piece of me720Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡTlmC8MRRkI
The horizon is fading, my hope is breaking720Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡLolGpzZoWt
I lift my head up to the sky, trying to glimpse a piece of Him720Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡVNRSLdKGYJ
Is He there? Is He actually looking, is He actually with me?720Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ9kdD8dbdOT
Then I look to the sea where the sails had disappeared720Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡvJMGsvOnzn
I look to sea that had swallowed up my love
I look back to the heavens and pray720Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ9YCvcIMsy6
Again and again and again720Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡwDE054fXCW
I cry and grieve, but I feel my heart mending720Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡhbIUhV1RnY
Not with hope, but with understanding and faith720Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ40puWz4sQr
The rain stops, the waves calm720Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡjD3pRRqicB
The sand beneath my feat720Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡEVc1DQDmK9
Carried beneath the waves720Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡJssKRYrp1n
The sun on my face720Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡvBBq9UvQIn
A golden glow in a lavish haze720Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡoXsf4LSt2e
And my Father above who is indeed there720Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡlSgyYAc5FD
Though my love is gone, my Father is there720Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡXSery0qbzs
He will always be there
This is not for the those in India, however. I wrote this poem for those who have lost a loved one. A child, a friend, a husband, a wife, a brother, a sister.
~Noelle
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