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." 603Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡkNRX9BBT0s
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 feet603Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡqtaSkoB1XF
Stolen away from me603Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡSnjDQRJvY1
The sun nowhere to be seen603Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡkkCY67hQOZ
Rain pounding on my face603Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡHX5NPH73BB
I look and I look but I see nothing603Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ96slXL4X1V
I pray to my Father but I hear nothing603Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡOc8z3uWRG0
The sea with its merciless tail and monstrous teeth603Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡH9O0aFJcDT
Has stolen away a piece of me603Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡUfxkUPxk87
The horizon is fading, my hope is breaking603Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡcOZ7c8Df2h
I lift my head up to the sky, trying to glimpse a piece of Him603Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡAbAAUpfOcu
Is He there? Is He actually looking, is He actually with me?603Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡlfPpFA6fkL
Then I look to the sea where the sails had disappeared603Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡUZRVMv3AUE
I look to sea that had swallowed up my love
I look back to the heavens and pray603Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡhPqKmmgCav
Again and again and again603Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡQsaAXJFRD4
I cry and grieve, but I feel my heart mending603Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ8H9nIVbenF
Not with hope, but with understanding and faith603Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡRS6k5ZbLU8
The rain stops, the waves calm603Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡG1hQXw9csw
The sand beneath my feat603Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡxUGKGgF2HA
Carried beneath the waves603Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡu8hdIw99z9
The sun on my face603Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡoLRQ4Dun3e
A golden glow in a lavish haze603Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡdCNl1CTrXf
And my Father above who is indeed there603Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡQeTFJt5LW3
Though my love is gone, my Father is there603Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡDBx8bCLwD4
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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