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." 701Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡgDJmvn4H0R
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 feet701Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡa4JjczLubr
Stolen away from me701Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡCxa2I6xLMA
The sun nowhere to be seen701Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ7liFsVx4H8
Rain pounding on my face701Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡOq4P7RLOgo
I look and I look but I see nothing701Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡIZTIuWRVie
I pray to my Father but I hear nothing701Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡRuHUn0P4R8
The sea with its merciless tail and monstrous teeth701Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡoov7RvDm6O
Has stolen away a piece of me701Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡOp58QrwqMe
The horizon is fading, my hope is breaking701Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡfPeuu0yIYD
I lift my head up to the sky, trying to glimpse a piece of Him701Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡkN84cZob6H
Is He there? Is He actually looking, is He actually with me?701Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡJQBZBgEGsM
Then I look to the sea where the sails had disappeared701Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡeLEue85f2b
I look to sea that had swallowed up my love
I look back to the heavens and pray701Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ8OLRYyEJki
Again and again and again701Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡsWea04i3Cu
I cry and grieve, but I feel my heart mending701Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡvYSByXldlb
Not with hope, but with understanding and faith701Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡXtHa0xyV81
The rain stops, the waves calm701Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ9YryMzFhPx
The sand beneath my feat701Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡaX81X5VdRS
Carried beneath the waves701Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡObQ2VITv76
The sun on my face701Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡUdk5DHB5IJ
A golden glow in a lavish haze701Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡAImCoNUcTG
And my Father above who is indeed there701Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡxCPSRXcV81
Though my love is gone, my Father is there701Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡRkZVgUwndn
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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