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." 951Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡP4PMUVwu0u
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 feet951Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡy2Ji5hbRLS
Stolen away from me951Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡy4LV9PTsfe
The sun nowhere to be seen951Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡI6KGTFkVS1
Rain pounding on my face951Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡxd2sW7xhgk
I look and I look but I see nothing951Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ63q1bLidz9
I pray to my Father but I hear nothing951Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡAdioTSD8zI
The sea with its merciless tail and monstrous teeth951Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡVPyW8UHMNT
Has stolen away a piece of me951Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ2uTtxoyhWg
The horizon is fading, my hope is breaking951Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ6o66urvaFL
I lift my head up to the sky, trying to glimpse a piece of Him951Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡZuVvDyxbqv
Is He there? Is He actually looking, is He actually with me?951Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡnKhvu5EyLL
Then I look to the sea where the sails had disappeared951Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡZLwNnqbJma
I look to sea that had swallowed up my love
I look back to the heavens and pray951Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡEtGf0PqyPo
Again and again and again951Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡrhDiug6QGs
I cry and grieve, but I feel my heart mending951Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡq5fWJOMt4P
Not with hope, but with understanding and faith951Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡgUBpjdCkLM
The rain stops, the waves calm951Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡQuWrBznk9V
The sand beneath my feat951Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡIA2T2jHMKo
Carried beneath the waves951Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡiAk8NpVQjD
The sun on my face951Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡtpSvJLhxKm
A golden glow in a lavish haze951Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡb9YbBNtOtR
And my Father above who is indeed there951Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡF14EhveyJU
Though my love is gone, my Father is there951Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡTH9IPDH3jT
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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