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." 425Please respect copyright.PENANA04ixhHNHlt
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 feet425Please respect copyright.PENANALg79iihYqO
Stolen away from me425Please respect copyright.PENANAWvucsKnbJl
The sun nowhere to be seen425Please respect copyright.PENANAwLRODNWXVD
Rain pounding on my face425Please respect copyright.PENANAA57wKIDiNm
I look and I look but I see nothing425Please respect copyright.PENANAYzcZtZIRo9
I pray to my Father but I hear nothing425Please respect copyright.PENANAmiYfIuLu7g
The sea with its merciless tail and monstrous teeth425Please respect copyright.PENANAcXXMaoYpKB
Has stolen away a piece of me425Please respect copyright.PENANA2Q1afQn82V
The horizon is fading, my hope is breaking425Please respect copyright.PENANAHB3Yk39PPx
I lift my head up to the sky, trying to glimpse a piece of Him425Please respect copyright.PENANA8YUehxxKTF
Is He there? Is He actually looking, is He actually with me?425Please respect copyright.PENANA38ojcfy7jt
Then I look to the sea where the sails had disappeared425Please respect copyright.PENANAThde6gWZZF
I look to sea that had swallowed up my love
I look back to the heavens and pray425Please respect copyright.PENANAVnpGZsyaNl
Again and again and again425Please respect copyright.PENANAIYSo8bAUZq
I cry and grieve, but I feel my heart mending425Please respect copyright.PENANAdxy7yUnbzn
Not with hope, but with understanding and faith425Please respect copyright.PENANAfOrUMR4BUm
The rain stops, the waves calm425Please respect copyright.PENANANy0C1nWs5m
The sand beneath my feat425Please respect copyright.PENANAquUk3ec0zl
Carried beneath the waves425Please respect copyright.PENANAUp8vEkvTzR
The sun on my face425Please respect copyright.PENANA88OKAnNiKg
A golden glow in a lavish haze425Please respect copyright.PENANACUw0pj8FxP
And my Father above who is indeed there425Please respect copyright.PENANArvlkN2RRKs
Though my love is gone, my Father is there425Please respect copyright.PENANABmDzMwgbDU
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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