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." 726Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡyKNCkoHSrw
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 feet726Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡOz2tx1Ritc
Stolen away from me726Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡYNURlJMWjO
The sun nowhere to be seen726Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡsf1g5zu8DG
Rain pounding on my face726Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡCUIK8dnfam
I look and I look but I see nothing726Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡEIwrvflfdW
I pray to my Father but I hear nothing726Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡa5FTgoVzT3
The sea with its merciless tail and monstrous teeth726Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ7NCxZA0QbU
Has stolen away a piece of me726Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡHGgMLKNIGM
The horizon is fading, my hope is breaking726Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡX4BOjiUcrG
I lift my head up to the sky, trying to glimpse a piece of Him726Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡIsUwRHh6wp
Is He there? Is He actually looking, is He actually with me?726Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡBzoUwHkC1p
Then I look to the sea where the sails had disappeared726Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡS8DLRArGjz
I look to sea that had swallowed up my love
I look back to the heavens and pray726Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡVYg5bf1hkJ
Again and again and again726Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡrcsgWNSmTe
I cry and grieve, but I feel my heart mending726Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡVm5sB5RVwg
Not with hope, but with understanding and faith726Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡQID7D7TyQk
The rain stops, the waves calm726Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡEUg2kOiR1K
The sand beneath my feat726Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡeYN9CgEaA0
Carried beneath the waves726Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ5h8pvxPrHt
The sun on my face726Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡkgEmzXh49G
A golden glow in a lavish haze726Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡqqWHsFos8Z
And my Father above who is indeed there726Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡMJsgfnLsRS
Though my love is gone, my Father is there726Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡdPA3wL35G1
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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