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." 624Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡINUKWlTyr8
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 feet624Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡqwpVdDIFq4
Stolen away from me624Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡNZ4Ynj9Piv
The sun nowhere to be seen624Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡgytWuprgAH
Rain pounding on my face624Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡyAGaGe0qm3
I look and I look but I see nothing624Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡBo4XkcrNS7
I pray to my Father but I hear nothing624Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡZYRSd47w5n
The sea with its merciless tail and monstrous teeth624Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡAWIlDINmGI
Has stolen away a piece of me624Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡaSaaxFglfX
The horizon is fading, my hope is breaking624Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡb3F9sMXSty
I lift my head up to the sky, trying to glimpse a piece of Him624Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡV3dXhqpcHA
Is He there? Is He actually looking, is He actually with me?624Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ8kdnUcmRYh
Then I look to the sea where the sails had disappeared624Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡEQ4rZdiaTo
I look to sea that had swallowed up my love
I look back to the heavens and pray624Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ7S06Tm2cqj
Again and again and again624Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡVfrEjIEtgp
I cry and grieve, but I feel my heart mending624Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ13SYTyuzgo
Not with hope, but with understanding and faith624Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡl3tsHKbkby
The rain stops, the waves calm624Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡdRWVb9eXkH
The sand beneath my feat624Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡOGYkWQ3MpK
Carried beneath the waves624Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ3NWNQ8Jcsi
The sun on my face624Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡYfiO0mnHtB
A golden glow in a lavish haze624Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡkwOn3wg7ZG
And my Father above who is indeed there624Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡYRRKXQvlGX
Though my love is gone, my Father is there624Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡaDib12QrVJ
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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