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." 587Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡjZA1dE7riL
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 feet587Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ6IqlbCYchG
Stolen away from me587Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ0jOk6eE9un
The sun nowhere to be seen587Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡJu3cA1NFoK
Rain pounding on my face587Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡwmazJ0YOr5
I look and I look but I see nothing587Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡyM2Z2JsVWF
I pray to my Father but I hear nothing587Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡHVpPnOAuud
The sea with its merciless tail and monstrous teeth587Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡbCNpWZJWRs
Has stolen away a piece of me587Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡzr6WldCpvc
The horizon is fading, my hope is breaking587Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡPHcVOLffVz
I lift my head up to the sky, trying to glimpse a piece of Him587Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡpVD0BZMx4a
Is He there? Is He actually looking, is He actually with me?587Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡlXNvQaOrqu
Then I look to the sea where the sails had disappeared587Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡh7oNTuW7Kh
I look to sea that had swallowed up my love
I look back to the heavens and pray587Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ2c2HZRlyP9
Again and again and again587Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡKjRUIZTTLE
I cry and grieve, but I feel my heart mending587Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ1nPn0jQ22n
Not with hope, but with understanding and faith587Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡoSkyD5gL74
The rain stops, the waves calm587Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡC30heOhwsj
The sand beneath my feat587Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ6N4up22lB6
Carried beneath the waves587Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡH7eLxhYmdc
The sun on my face587Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ9Bq7GXoR68
A golden glow in a lavish haze587Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡU2fW72cO2t
And my Father above who is indeed there587Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡW0xMOIONXR
Though my love is gone, my Father is there587Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡjjtzMbLmPs
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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