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." 418Please respect copyright.PENANAmgtSc07V0M
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 feet418Please respect copyright.PENANAKFKupRuFdp
Stolen away from me418Please respect copyright.PENANAIYRi0I01eJ
The sun nowhere to be seen418Please respect copyright.PENANARTaTtz1WXL
Rain pounding on my face418Please respect copyright.PENANA4itRUevnC0
I look and I look but I see nothing418Please respect copyright.PENANAWr8wRpq0VF
I pray to my Father but I hear nothing418Please respect copyright.PENANApUgrUcNNHw
The sea with its merciless tail and monstrous teeth418Please respect copyright.PENANACIOS4RJUkO
Has stolen away a piece of me418Please respect copyright.PENANAkO8b1gx2t8
The horizon is fading, my hope is breaking418Please respect copyright.PENANAQ7fPOngYrh
I lift my head up to the sky, trying to glimpse a piece of Him418Please respect copyright.PENANAWy28FPyMkU
Is He there? Is He actually looking, is He actually with me?418Please respect copyright.PENANAcisyqEfT25
Then I look to the sea where the sails had disappeared418Please respect copyright.PENANAuzC5kS0Pgb
I look to sea that had swallowed up my love
I look back to the heavens and pray418Please respect copyright.PENANAFy5OtRJmbK
Again and again and again418Please respect copyright.PENANAfYzjsMT4bX
I cry and grieve, but I feel my heart mending418Please respect copyright.PENANAIE8cVdNTvc
Not with hope, but with understanding and faith418Please respect copyright.PENANApgLR62F6uV
The rain stops, the waves calm418Please respect copyright.PENANAvjTtkjbX43
The sand beneath my feat418Please respect copyright.PENANAkqaFMIVVKt
Carried beneath the waves418Please respect copyright.PENANAieWpicxaVP
The sun on my face418Please respect copyright.PENANA0FBV1IpN61
A golden glow in a lavish haze418Please respect copyright.PENANA54fEqncVKy
And my Father above who is indeed there418Please respect copyright.PENANASvrDGAwd59
Though my love is gone, my Father is there418Please respect copyright.PENANAYkmVFaBNLx
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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