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." 652Please respect copyright.PENANApCDwmnj0a0
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 feet652Please respect copyright.PENANAQg9AC7Cx6S
Stolen away from me652Please respect copyright.PENANAxxVbh1ct3O
The sun nowhere to be seen652Please respect copyright.PENANAz9bW24MJvK
Rain pounding on my face652Please respect copyright.PENANAQAwWrCVOqg
I look and I look but I see nothing652Please respect copyright.PENANAfVmnjLLRNY
I pray to my Father but I hear nothing652Please respect copyright.PENANAbLA7idXULg
The sea with its merciless tail and monstrous teeth652Please respect copyright.PENANAsUhaHql37v
Has stolen away a piece of me652Please respect copyright.PENANAsuCzebpQgB
The horizon is fading, my hope is breaking652Please respect copyright.PENANAVRFiWrRTKv
I lift my head up to the sky, trying to glimpse a piece of Him652Please respect copyright.PENANA21L7ZLH5Zh
Is He there? Is He actually looking, is He actually with me?652Please respect copyright.PENANAC7I2VAkhYm
Then I look to the sea where the sails had disappeared652Please respect copyright.PENANAWr8Y4pTPaS
I look to sea that had swallowed up my love
I look back to the heavens and pray652Please respect copyright.PENANAfBE0WZ4bj6
Again and again and again652Please respect copyright.PENANA3b5EkCLdSP
I cry and grieve, but I feel my heart mending652Please respect copyright.PENANAD2lQBlKRUI
Not with hope, but with understanding and faith652Please respect copyright.PENANASBKHqMtBiy
The rain stops, the waves calm652Please respect copyright.PENANAfpbK3uLuvn
The sand beneath my feat652Please respect copyright.PENANAy13nwlSm3t
Carried beneath the waves652Please respect copyright.PENANAgmIY9mv6P7
The sun on my face652Please respect copyright.PENANAkhoiqhSzSv
A golden glow in a lavish haze652Please respect copyright.PENANA4xnm1R7bo9
And my Father above who is indeed there652Please respect copyright.PENANAcCqWMRcTih
Though my love is gone, my Father is there652Please respect copyright.PENANAnmWMw8yKVS
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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